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IsabellaRose

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  1. I miss them both terribly. I know that feeling, not wanting to write. I want to, but I can't really force myself to sit down and do it... it feels like a chore. But I've had a few times where fiction finally came out recently. I really hope I'm turning a corner.
  2. I'm in the want category, as well. I really loved the process of creating the game and setting with everyone, and I was looking forward to seeing where it went.
  3. It seems most of us are busy elsewhere, or have had situations arise that have kept us from the site for extended periods of time. I might actually be getting close to possibly returning to active roleplay. I tried once before, got a couple half-assed posts together for some private roleplay, and then lost it again. I guess I'm just posting this to gauge how everyone else is doing, hoping we're all okay, and checking to see if this is something we might be able to and want to revive.
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    Selene

    Born to a beastgirl mother and a werewolf father in the depths of the Whispering Woods, Selene is a feline-humanoid hybrid carrying a shard of a divine entity known as the Hunger. Growing up as an outsider in her father's wolf pack, she developed into a silent, observant, and fiercely independent young woman, more comfortable in shadows than in sunlight, more at home in trees than in towns. She fled the pack with her frail brother Lys to escape both their father's control and the growing call of the Hunger's source: the Temple of Aeliana. Now posing as a human druid and working as a wilderness scout, she seeks passage to the coast, desperate to put an ocean between herself and the ancient force that whispers in her blood, calling its scattered children home. But every seven days, the whisper in her blood becomes a scream. The Heat rises in Selene like a tide she cannot stem, a deep, primal warmth that blooms from her core and spreads through her body, sharpening every sensation and flooding her mind with a hunger that is only partly her own. The shard of divine want nestled against her heart amplifies it, feeding on her arousal, whispering that surrender would feel so good, that she was made for this, that resistance is just a delay of the inevitable, making each cycle a battle of will against her own flesh.
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