purp's naming dreams ♥

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Even as a young totoma, he was enamored by the warriors and heroes of his tribe. He watched them with adoring eyes, and followed their every word with a sigh. As he grew older, he began to give his service to the heroes, tending their wounds after battle, and offering them company in hard times. He became known for his love of heroes and earned the name Loves-Heroes.

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like red flowers on the snow, the blood seeped and seeped from her body
the world went dark and she watched her breath come out in small clouds
and when she closed her eyes she felt cold like ice creeping into her skin
the end of it was a tragedy, alone, it was a cold death

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one

alone

lone

isolation

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The totoma doe was always quiet and well-behaved, so none expected it when she began to sneak off to join the nightly fighting in her tribe. It was a secret ring of totoma who fought one another to test their strength and mettle, with many hoping a good fight would earn a name. For her, however, she reveled in the battle even when she was wounded, happy with the results of her fights. When morning came, there was no trace of her fighting aside from the blood she lost, stained on her fur and her battlegrounds.

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