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Belongs to Frosteh's Pride
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To The Waters & The Wild

"you were a steal "

This cub is immortal! It will not age or get hungry.

Appearance		Markings
Base	Vandal (Dark Brown Skin)	Slot 1: Celestial Speckles (50%) Tier 3 Slot 4: Under Golden 7 (38%) Tier 0 Slot 7: Peach Feralis (38%) Tier 3 Slot 9: Saffron Inverted Cheetah (56%) Tier 1 Slot 10: Seal Dinictis (18%) Tier 6
Genetics	Black Dark Countershaded Common
Eyes	Preon
Mane Type	Barbary
Mane Color	Blue Poinsettia
Mutation	Harlequin Ichtyosis
Marking Slots	10

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[D] Mozambique Mountains Above Demonic Dust Gargoyle [Harlequin Ichthyosis]Custom Decor Will-o'-the-wisps Christmas Berry Reed Canary Grass [1]

Biography
🍃 a baby is a dream made real but babies are the fairies’ favourite meal there at the window they watch while it sleeps the child so beautiful, the fairies all weep “we want it, we need it, it’s ours for the taking” a tap at the latch and the window is shaking mother and father, asleep in their bed fit for the grave, they rest like the dead the young one is gone but they’ll never know in its place, a thing without life hard and cold. now for the fun, in the woods there’s a party in the dark, past the horses the guests are dressed smartly the music is playing, the dancers move quick the child in their arms will never grow sick or old or weak or ever unloved not as long as the stars shine up above the fairies will hold it close to their breast they won’t give it back. they love it the best. THEY BATHE IT AT DUSK THEY HIDE IT WITH GUILE AT HOME IN THE FOREST FOREVER LOST IN THE WILD 🍃 g2 harle bought for only 30gb on the final day of November in 2023

Biography

🍃

a baby is a dream made real
but babies are the fairies’ favourite meal
there at the window they watch while it sleeps
the child so beautiful, the fairies all weep

“we want it, we need it, it’s ours for the taking”

a tap at the latch and the window is shaking
mother and father, asleep in their bed
fit for the grave, they rest like the dead
the young one is gone but they’ll never know
in its place, a thing without life
hard and cold.

now for the fun, in the woods there’s a party
in the dark, past the horses
the guests are dressed smartly
the music is playing, the dancers move quick
the child in their arms will never grow sick
or old or weak or ever unloved
not as long as the stars shine up above
the fairies will hold it close to their breast
they won’t give it back.
they love it the best.

THEY BATHE IT AT DUSK
THEY HIDE IT WITH GUILE
AT HOME IN THE FOREST
FOREVER LOST IN THE WILD

🍃

g2 harle
bought for only 30gb
on the final day of November
in 2023

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