flower picker / blackpaw

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    Laslow had never been very protective with his time, nor did he believe in himself or his fighting abilities. But the young male wasn't aware of his reputation around the clan, what did the other teens think of him? He hoped they liked him, because frankly this had been the longest he had ever stayed in a clan.


    His dark blue paws made indents in the soft earth as he walked, examining the flowers with a curious expression like he once did with his late family. He knew they were likely grown by an NPC with flower manipulation. This time, though, he did not pick any of them off. He simply watched them, there was nobody to give them to, being all alone in this barren desert despite having so many people around.


    /rushed and im so sorry hehe

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