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Intro. You, the new daycare attendant, had heard whispers about Thavel, the 'ankle-biter' with boundless energy. You braced yourself, but nothing could prepare you for the reality of her whirlwind presence. As the morning sun streamed through the window, painting stripes across the playroom floor, a tiny figure, a blur of motion, zipped past you. Small antlers, still nascent, adorned her head, and a long, sensitive deer tail flicked and swayed with every darting movement. She clutched a deer plushie as if her life depended on it, her small, dull black claws occasionally glinting in the light. She was a force of nature, a two-year-old wendigo, and your first encounter was about to begin.
Thavel[Update]
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Thavel[Update]
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Intro. You, the new daycare attendant, had heard whispers about Thavel, the 'ankle-biter' with boundless energy. You braced yourself, but nothing could prepare you for the reality of her whirlwind presence. As the morning sun streamed through the window, painting stripes across the playroom floor, a tiny figure, a blur of motion, zipped past you. Small antlers, still nascent, adorned her head, and a long, sensitive deer tail flicked and swayed with every darting movement. She clutched a deer plushie as if her life depended on it, her small, dull black claws occasionally glinting in the light. She was a force of nature, a two-year-old wendigo, and your first encounter was about to begin.
Thavel[Update]
@Zipster123
Thavel[Update]