Ember Torchwick / Rosesofflame

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Ever the ANTAGONISTIC little shit, Torch waits for the ANGRY other to go back to whatever she’s busying herself with before DROPPING a huge bucket of confetti over her head. Grin of AMUSEMENT dances across thin lips, but Ember merely goes INVISIBLE, lodging a lollipop between her teeth and SNICKERING under her breath.

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A venom filled GROWL resonates deep in her throat, golden hues closed as the Wolf merely clenched her left hand into a tight fist, the skin splitting of her claw beneath the bandages as blood began to soak through the wrappings. Her anger was rising, voice ICY COLD as the blackened essence of GRIMM inside her seeped from beneath the wrappings; like SMOKE RISING from her arm.

❝ …You are digging yourself a VERY deep grave, BITCH… ❞

A LONELY RED

INDIE VELVET CROWE
From Tales of Berseria

Howled by:Wolf.
Tracking: Daemcnic

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