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[h2][center][color=7bcdc8]Rowan Kimb[/color][/center][/h2]
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[center][color=7bcdc8]Location:[/color] Petal Bakery, Denver CO[/center]
[center][color=7bcdc8]Currently:[/color] teaching/Baking [/center]
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There was soft voices, and even laughter from the customer before the door jingled again. Rowan came into the back again, pausing when he didn't see Willow. He moved to the back door, closing it and then giving a soft sigh. He mumbled something and moved to the oven, pulling out the loves and setting them on a different rack.

He must have thought she left or something. He hadn't seen her in the corner which meant it was a good hiding spot. He also didn't have his ears and tail out again, hiding them away. He was now holding a small knife though, marking into the fresh dough.