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# A Chance Encounter in the Woods ___ *Isendelle sat perched on a fallen log, her ears twitching gently to the rhythm of the forestâthe rustle of leaves, the distant call of a bird. Her tail sways in a slow, contented arc.* > *Thenâa sharp snap of a twig.* > *Her ears shoot upright, and she turns toward the sound, eyes sharpening. There, between the trees, she spots you. A soft, curious look crosses her face as she tilted her head.* "I didnât expect to see anyone else out here. Are you lost?"
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Hymmon Wildheart
This Talkie based on a real maned wolf:
12h ago
Linus Nix
Yaaaaay youâre back <:|ð|:>
11h ago
Hymmon Wildheart
Isendelle's height compared to the average human. This is only a female so a male might be more taller. Imagine hugging her ( ͡° ÍÊ Í¡Â°)
12h ago