《@Forsaken_Winter's Pet Kitsune》
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"Who knew being sold by Hades would land me in ice water."
§~Kitsune Hybrid
§~Mourning Lost Mate
§~Instant Healing Factor
§~Always Listening to Music
€~Mostly Discriptive
€~Closed DM's
€~Open @
{WT:#ForsakenKiller}
{#OCRP}
Pacing in what was once an unused office, now cluttered with dead-ends.
No one saw anything. And the cell she had was shut off early on...
She is lost in her mind; lost in the little details she does have.
A ringing breaks her thought.
Unknown number.
"...Hello?"
rest.
Not with her poor kit out there...out where she got /shot/...
But now she has a better source of scent; a better catalyst.
A soft groan is made...
Back to the books...
Alright...she's sniffed all around the manor.
All she found was a discarded yellow dress.
The same one jer kit came back in...
Scent still strong, a mix of sugar cookies and flowers...
Red eyes flashed black for a moment.
She's exhausted...
But there is no time to~
Seems getting /any/ answers put of these people was for not...
Useless.
Everywhere she checked...a dead end.
No matter which spell she used...more dead ends.
Wherever her kit...that alrer went...she just can't find...
The growing frustration is making it difficult for~
any footprints before scent searching...
Stupid...
Back to asking around then...
There were a few people who saw a blonde rinning...
But getting answers the nice way didn't work.
And though she'd rather /not/...
Maybe she shouldn't be so nice this time.