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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify]Godlypaw had been out and about, exploring their new territory. Thoughts whirled in their mind like a tornado, mostly about their family. Their mother, Lexa, who was MIA. They had lived with her for awhile, taken in her ways. She was a fierce warrior, one with skilled tactics in the art of war. She told them of the Exiles, a fierce land where she once held a position of power until one Bill Cipher got on her nerves until she left. But he was out of the picture, so the spawn of the Heda had returned.


    Only to find someone who was a carbon copy of her mother. A fake, an impostor. A liar. Godly frowned as they thought of the other Lexa. They wanted to have a conversation with the femme, maybe warm up to her. Maybe. "Lexa." They called, flicking their bobbed tail.

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    You were not sure if the Godlypaw. However, you were not one to trust anyways. After all, trust, love, care, was a weakness.
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    Lexa's ears perked, she froze in the middle of her step as she was about to chuck yet another axe into a nearby tree. So far, there were what? About 5 other trees with axes stuck in them? Close enough. She needed to get comfortable and more accurate, more accurate than she was anyways. Accuracy was what made everything, it's what was the one thing between life and death in some cases. Anyway, that wasn't the case, she had been called. Relaxing, she lowered the axe, and looked in the direction Godlypaw came from, turning to greet her. You gave a half nod of acknowledgment to the female, however she still kept her haughty posture. "I'm here." she call out confidently, touching the edge of the blade on the axe gently in slight boredom as she glanced back up to the younger female.



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