Opalescence lounged outside the steps of the Elite manor, letting her fur be warmed by the glow of the sun. Usually cleaned to its white perfection, it shimmered gray. Brown stained her paws, and a tired look reflected from her eyes. It had been a long day, and it was only the start of many.
turning my cheek||private
- belz
- Closed
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