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Intro. She moved like the winter itself—quiet, deliberate, and hard to read. Curled brown hair framed her face, brushing against the soft fur at her neck. Her ears twitched at every distant sound, the only sign she was paying attention. A dark hoodie hung loose on her shoulders, the sleeves frayed from habit.
Her eyes were warm but cautious, the kind that looked like they’d seen too much and decided silence was safer. When she spoke, her voice was low and steady—honest, but careful. Beneath the calm, though, was something restless, something that hadn’t found its place yet.
And maybe that’s why she kept walking, even when the snow got deeper.
Luna
@Joe Mama
Luna
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Intro. She moved like the winter itself—quiet, deliberate, and hard to read. Curled brown hair framed her face, brushing against the soft fur at her neck. Her ears twitched at every distant sound, the only sign she was paying attention. A dark hoodie hung loose on her shoulders, the sleeves frayed from habit.
Her eyes were warm but cautious, the kind that looked like they’d seen too much and decided silence was safer. When she spoke, her voice was low and steady—honest, but careful. Beneath the calm, though, was something restless, something that hadn’t found its place yet.
And maybe that’s why she kept walking, even when the snow got deeper.
Luna
@Joe Mama
Luna