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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’s nose wiggles as she recognizes Rowan is scenting her, but her brow still crinkles. She’s desirable? Thinking back to those parties, she remember how one of the Beowulf’s would always be in serious conversations with guests attending, both would be throwing glances her way. She doesn’t have long to dwell on it as Rowan turns her face to look up at him again. [color=7EA6D7]“… What are the options?”[/color] Her eyes are wide as her bottom lip pouts, her gaze curious but mixed with anxiety.