the nightmare too familiar || private

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    It was so hard, pretending everything was alright, pretending to be happy when she didn't. Just, empty. Blank. Numb. Toriel glanced up at the cloud strewn sky with a tired appreciation as she walked, adjusting the wicker basket she held. It was certainly a long trip to get fresh ingredients, but canned fruits and old flour just never cut it. But her heart wasn't really in it, today, so, pausing beneath a tree, she set down her basket and sat back, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath in.




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  • Deviantmind - Black Spiral Dancers & The Exiles - Wolf Mix



    Deviant didn't know where to go anymore. The small wolf pup had been running from his home for days, hoping that something could give him his hope back. But in truth, nothing ever would. The very sight of his mother, torturing a young kit for a cult, it had scared the poor boy out of his mind. And did she care? He wasn't sure if she did or not. All the male knew was that the Black Spiral Dancers would never feel like home, no matter where he was.


    Deviantmind had been so busy running, that he ran into something. Looking up, the small boy noticed Toriel, and only froze in fear.



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    Toriel blinked in surprise, blinking for a moment as she stared down at the child. She paused, then offering a hesitant confused smile, dipped her head in greeting. "Well hello there little one," she said, bemusement in her tone. She paused, frowning slightly in concern. Such a young pup shouldn't be ought here on his own without someone to take care of him. Where were his parents? "You seem to be in a hurry, my child. Do you need directions, perhaps?"




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  • Deviantmind - Black Spiral Dancers & The Exiles - Wolf Mix



    With tearful eyes, Deviant shivered and sat down. "I-I... no." The wolf pup shook his head, remembering the tortured kit suddenly. "Where a-am I?"


    //rushed


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    She blinked in shock, stepping hesitantly closer. The poor child seemed so terrified. What had upset him like this. "You're just outside of Bone Clan. Tell me, are you lost? Are you alright?" she asked gently, eyes tight and soft with concern.




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