The albino, horned German Shepard approached the border. "My name is Toriel. I'm here to join." She spoke in a calm voice.
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Things she is open to:
Threads
Friends
Enemies
Adopting children(Must be in BlizzardClan)
Short Term Relationships
Capturing enemies of BlizzardClan
Alliance LittersIffy:
Her being captured & tortured
Rivals
R*pe Litters
Crippling herClosed:
Death
Long Term Relationships
Love Litters -
Sure! Could you make?
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Alright.
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Thread with Toriel? (Both of them)
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Interaction thread?
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character name, Toriel
age, Adult
gender, Female
skin colour, White
eye colour, Red
hair colour, White
hair style, Long and smooth
beauty marks / markings / freckles, Horns on her head
body shape/type, Chubby and tall
clothing? [img width=408 height=510]http://orig09.deviantart.net/7…oyfulinsanity-d9c4ftc.png[/img] The dress
image reference, [img width=371 height=510]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…99540f2ebda3b8e3a936f.jpg[/img]
anything else, She's a German Shepard that's white -
Sure. Who makes?
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Could you? If not, I can but it will be super rushed.
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Hahaha. Now there are two Toriels in the main game! Totally having her join!
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Frisk and Toriel thread?
Could you draw them with Toriel hugging him? She's an albino German Shepard. -
The motherly horned German Shepard had been patrolling the borders of BlizzardClan when she spotted two, strange familar looking skeleton dragons. Toriel decided to check it out. "Name and business?" The fem asked the twins.
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Sure!
My cat was laying on my arm. -
The horned German Shepard was exploring the territory since she was new.
///Rushed.
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"F-frisk?" Toriel stammered as she noticed the one who she called 'son'.
///Low muse + that's fine. ^^
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Toriel smiled warmly as the young child headbutted her. "How are you?" She asked, moving herself a step backwards.
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"Ah. That's good." She sighed, gently running a paw through the mute child's hair.
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"I hope you've been making friends." The fae added when she stopped.
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"Well, soon." She began talking. "I'll be making some pie soon." The fem promised.