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[center][h1][color=7EA6D7]Willow Estelle Kinsley[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=7EA6D7]Location:[/color][/b] Beowulf Estate - Amarillo, TX
[b][color=7EA6D7]Currently:[/color][/b]
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Willow gives Rowan a small wave and smile as he leaves before turning to the Alpha who waited for her. She flashes a pleasant smile and lets him lead her into the next dance. He’s nowhere near as graceful as Rowan was; any attempt to twirl her ends up with Willow taking over so that it’s not a mess.

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[center][h1][color=97b597]Xavier[/color] [color=gray]&[/color] [color=c4df9b]Aethel[/color] [color=gray]Beowulf[/color][/h1]
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[url=https://pin.it/65R4vjuYI]Aethel Fit[/url][/center]
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Xavier bends at the hips, trying to accommodate Killian before bending at the knee. He freezes as the other man peels his patch, his nostrils already flared from inhaling before Killian’s scent hits. He blinks, confused for a moment before he smiles, recognizing the scent. When Killian asks what he thinks it is, his smile turns into a small smirk as he looks to the bartender. [color=97B597]“Austin, can you fetch me my favorite drink that [i]isn’t[/i] scotch?”[/color]

The bartender return with an ice cold drink that’s golden brown in color, a small flower adorning it. [color=97B597]“I’m starting to think I might believe in this ‘fate’ your boss spoke of.”[/color] He takes a sip of the hibiscus tea before gesturing for Killian to try it.