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〖♱〗— ❝He wнo мαĸeѕ α вeαѕт oғ нιмѕelғ, reмoveѕ нιмѕelғ ғroм тнe pαιɴ oғ вeιɴɢ нυмαɴ.❞ Tʜᴇ Wʜɪᴛᴇ Lʏᴄᴀɴ.

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

❝Voιceѕ woɴ'т ɢo αwαy. .❞

✗ Experienced | Descriptive.

✗ Lycan.

✗ OC.

— #RT?

[— Eʀᴇʙᴜs. @NuminisUmbra]

❝Fʀᴏᴍ Cʜᴀᴏs ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs.❞

✗ Experienced | Descriptive.

✗ God of Shadows.

✗ Greek Mythology.

✗ Dark Themes.

— #RT?

[Mᴇʀᴄᴇʀ. @CustosOpertum]

❝Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ Wᴏʟᴠᴇs.❞

☾ Experienced | Descriptive.

☾ Lycanthrope.

☾ Ships with Chem.

☾ #Cᴀᴛᴀᴄʟʏsᴍɪᴄ

— #RT?

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — conflict within herself. .

But what?

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — has been greeted with guns and threats, but she is different. . One that seems to waver between that of humanity and thy —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — express her questions towards him.
Unlike the rest, Raven seemed to be intrigued by her. . Though, most other times he —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — stormed in Raven's mind. . Being within the comfort of the manor could help ease the tension and provoke the woman to —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — woman would be trailing along a few yards behind him.

Not only was this for her own good, but also the curiosity that —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — could.

The male's frame vanished up the trail a bit, his gaze drifting over his shoulder once or twice, seeing if the —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — might find a corpse amidst the bushes and grass. . She wasn't aware of what lurked within the woodlands; no man ever —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — woman was here for a more uprising reason, Raven was hoping she'd heed his advice and not take it for granted. . Or he —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — to pace himself back the way he came, back the way his manor was. . Back the way his steed had fled.
Knowing that the —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio —

“Follow your instincts. . Not your mind.” With that, the male's frame shifted weight as he pivoted on his heel and began —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — before nighttime.”

Raven stated, not intentionally criticizing the woman's instincts of directions. . Though it was true. —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — atmosphere, shifting the earth's hue into that of a more dark blue.

“You won't find your way back to the town; not —

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@RoseateCurio — upon the woman clenching the book against her chest.
The telltale signs of dusk had already begun to cascade across the —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — here, alone. . ” Raven paused, his hands slithering their way into his duster pockets, his teal oculars still positioned —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — seemed to plague her mind, Raven didn't take pity. . It was far from it.

“You are mad to even think about voyaging out —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — enticing about this particular book. .

When the woman conjured up the statement of her seeking questions, ones that —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — stature. But, that was vaulted in his mind, as the woman's voice pierced through the acrid air.

A book? What was so —

[Ｒａｖｅｎ． @RegiaVelum]

@RoseateCurio — take in the crisp details that were presented upon the woman's slim figure, as well as he resilience to scrutinize his own —