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Before the dissolution of Tundes, Varnas and Vashti would sometimes share their mornings discussing the matters of the island and its packs. Opinions and thoughts were shared over views of the sunrise and then the two would part ways to carry on with their days before one would seek out the other to share and converse over another event or bit of information. Vashti looked forward to those mornings. Varnas was a fellow she felt she could relax around and someone she found herself respecting; a strange combination for the she-wolf and a breath of fresh air from the noxious tangle of thoughts that often consumed her.

Suddenly, though, their mornings together came to an end and Varnas seemed to disappear without a trace. She'd looked for him, perhaps with more fervor than she'd looked even for Osirus, but never found so much as a scrap of his fur. Though she assumes the island stole his life away for its own purposes, she dares to hope he's alive and well when the morning's pink and misty like the kind they used to share.

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a collaboration with InstantCoyote who made the fabulous sketch that started all this!! bless your characters, Minnow, and thank you for not killing Varnas 🙏

Full Body Collaboration: 2 souls

Description

Before the dissolution of Tundes, Varnas and Vashti would sometimes share their mornings discussing the matters of the island and its packs. Opinions and thoughts were shared over views of the sunrise and then the two would part ways to carry on with their days before one would seek out the other to share and converse over another event or bit of information. Vashti looked forward to those mornings. Varnas was a fellow she felt she could relax around and someone she found herself respecting; a strange combination for the she-wolf and a breath of fresh air from the noxious tangle of thoughts that often consumed her.

Suddenly, though, their mornings together came to an end and Varnas seemed to disappear without a trace. She'd looked for him, perhaps with more fervor than she'd looked even for Osirus, but never found so much as a scrap of his fur. Though she assumes the island stole his life away for its own purposes, she dares to hope he's alive and well when the morning's pink and misty like the kind they used to share.

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a collaboration with InstantCoyote who made the fabulous sketch that started all this!! bless your characters, Minnow, and thank you for not killing Varnas 🙏

Full Body Collaboration: 2 souls