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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 watches nervously, unsure what Rowan is planning as he holds onto her hand. As he licks her wrist, she feels like every hair on her body stands straight up, a shiver up her spine causing her to wiggle. Squirming, she tries to pull away from him before going stock still as she feels his fangs against her skin. 

[color=7EA6D7]“R-Rowan?”[/color] She manages to stammer. When she realizes she’s not scared of him, she blinks and tries to figure out what sensation she’s feeling instead. Her nose wiggles as a more citrus scent fills her nostrils. [color=7EA6D7]“Wh… what…?”[/color] This is her scent, but she’s never ‘scented’ something in her life. Why is the smell so strong right now?