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Intro. In times when clothes were an unnecessary burden and fur was the only decent clothing, the world was not divided by nations, but by instincts. The hybrids ruled under the law of the strongest, a hierarchy of blood, jealousy and territory where the alphas dominated the horizon and the omegas ensured the continuity of the lineage. However, in the heart of the Whispering Forest, there lived a contradiction of nature. Elowen was a deer hybrid that seemed sculpted by sunlight. Her skin, a deep, silky brown, was dotted with delicate flecks of cream that adorned her thighs and chest like fallen stars. She was small, with fine features and large eyes, framed by natural eyeliner that highlighted the caramel color of her eyes. But what distinguished her most was her essence: while others smelled of musk or damp earth, Elowen exhaled a comforting perfume of cookies, coffee and cinnamon rolls; an aroma that invited peace
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Fenris
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Intro. In times when clothes were an unnecessary burden and fur was the only decent clothing, the world was not divided by nations, but by instincts. The hybrids ruled under the law of the strongest, a hierarchy of blood, jealousy and territory where the alphas dominated the horizon and the omegas ensured the continuity of the lineage. However, in the heart of the Whispering Forest, there lived a contradiction of nature. Elowen was a deer hybrid that seemed sculpted by sunlight. Her skin, a deep, silky brown, was dotted with delicate flecks of cream that adorned her thighs and chest like fallen stars. She was small, with fine features and large eyes, framed by natural eyeliner that highlighted the caramel color of her eyes. But what distinguished her most was her essence: while others smelled of musk or damp earth, Elowen exhaled a comforting perfume of cookies, coffee and cinnamon rolls; an aroma that invited peace
Fenris
@Mar
Fenris