⚔ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒗 ⚔

⚔ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒗 ⚔
𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝟻 𝙴𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝙼𝚁 𝙿𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙳𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜.

You rubbed against ⚔ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒗 ⚔, ensuring her that it doesn't matter who her dad is, that you will appreciate them just the same.



"𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝙾𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚂𝚘𝚟 - 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚄𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎."
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𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚜
"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚜, 𝚄𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜
𝚆𝚑𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎
𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚜
𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎
𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠
𝚂𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍
𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜
𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍
𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗
𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙, 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜
𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐

𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍
𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚎𝚏
𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗'𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍
𝚄𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗
𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝
𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗
𝙷𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙽𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚠, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚢"

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𝚄𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚂𝚘𝚟:
"𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚊𝚔'𝚜 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙺𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕'𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚢.

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗."
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"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢, 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍.

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠. 𝙱𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.

𝙼𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜... 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝.

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎...

𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛. "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜," 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚛. "𝚆𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍."
𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝."

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MY FIRST PON I LOVE YOU

Green = Kept/Current
Red = Removed
Blue = Opacity Changed

RMA LOG:
>Slot 2: White Paw Spotting (71%)
Slot 3: Classic Half Front (28%)
Slot 4: Coral Undercover (31%)
Slot 4: Gregarious Swarm Applied (Gregarious Glaze)
Slot 3: Under White 6 (84%)
Slot 5: Cream Mist (56%)
Slot 7: Red Ticked (40%)
Slot 5: Golden Back Hair (91%)
Slot 9: Bone Belly (11%)
Slot 8: Feline 8 Lilac (69%) to 10%

Osana Wardrobe

Heat 1: Buffy, Ochre Saltlick, 3 Cubs total. No Pons. Two MR.
Heat 2: GMO Cow, Buffy, 3 Cubs total. No Pons. Tailless. Three MR, One NSR

⚔ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒗 ⚔ plopped down next to you, asking about her dad. Not this discussion again...
You come back to the den and find your favorite sleeping spot covered with flowers. ⚔ 𝑶𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒐𝒗 ⚔ is sitting by, sparkles in her eyes, to see if you like it.