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[center][h1][color=7EA6D7]Willow Estelle Kinsley[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=7EA6D7]Location:[/color][/b] Rowan’s House - Denver, CO
[b][color=7EA6D7]Currently:[/color][/b]
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Willow turns on the stool to face Rowan, her head tilting a little in a silent question. [color=7EA6D7]“Um,”[/color] She crinkles her brow as she tries to remember. [color=7EA6D7]“Uh, maybe? I mean, she’d be up later than me… and my sisters? I think we were all different - I know I was the darkest out of the three of us… Why? Is something wrong?”[/color] She squirms under his gaze as her thoughts race. Will he take her back to them now? She starts to try and curl in on herself, wanting to hide now.