[[The vampire Ahiru brushes through her long loose hair and sits by the lake, humming softly to herself.
The cold never bothers her. She was cold, herself, after all.
With a sigh, she traces patterns in the snow, still wearing that patchwork dress her dear friend, the heartless Ahiru, made for her.]]
[[ooc: Yeah um. Nibbles is losing her
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