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reminder to ppl who shit on ocs; ur writing somebody's oc LMAO
can we just idk be respectful ? promise u dawg that it's free !!!!
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Pulling up slowly behind Corrin, his armor made a small click and clack of its metal. Even with as little pieces of his heavy platemail as possible they still made noise to announce himself.
Arryn's fingers nimbly plant themselves on her shoulders.
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He pulls her swiftly and lowers her down, carrying her gently in his hands. A misstep almost pushes her down, almost shifting her weight completely forward. Fortunately his arms keep her tight and close to his chest.
"Oh-"
He clears his throat as his strong grip
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He scans her up and down. Like picking up a small dog after they've had their face in grass. His first thought was maybe to toss her and see if that makes her quieter.
"I'm hunting game." He clarifies.
"Deer. Your tone mustn't pitch louder than a shadow,
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She's dangling from his hold, he should be lucky he hasn't torn her top in the process!
"Scaring your what into hiding? All I was doing was smelling flowers! They're so nice with the sun being so warm!"
Her tail wags.
Picking her up by the scruff of her shirt. "Stop, creature." He demands. His grip pulls the wolfskin into the air.
"Any louder and you'll scare all my quarries into hiding."