Biography
I was my moms, last kid, I loved her she was 23 when she died I miss her, my brother protects me and my sister we love him but he mourns the most, he loves us but misses his mother and brother.
"Brother," I ask he looks to me through heartbroken eyes the ones that have watched death over and over again,
I was two when my mom died I look like her but washed out colors lost and alone I wish to cry
I look at my only kid so young just born today
Breeding Info
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Special Skills
same as her mothers
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Fall 
Night Weather: 
Brimstone Moon: 
