the way to a man's heart is through his chest cavity with a chainsaw | warship, any

[Kimber]

the way to a man's heart is through the chest cavity with a chainsaw It is with ease that she finds the Chamber and of course it had to be her idea despite Warship's efforts. Although he was unsure of her 'worth' she knew her own and thus, she'd come on her own. Kimber could be labeled a special type of feminist but she's not into living in the Amazons. That's to much estrogen to NOT become a murderer. The youthful black-blue mare was self-made and although she had no real accomplishments yet she had learned a lot already. How to protect herself, find shelter, food, manage to be somewhat socially acceptable. For a filly turned 'woman' with the recent change in her body, she is doing well - hoping to avoid the last few days of this new season. She felt like fresh meat at the women's max facility. Many men had come near and curled their lips of her scent but her foul mouth kept most at bay, men want a bitch but they don't want it to be too much of a hassle. She was a quick learner much like her mother that she does not know but troubled a lot like both of her parents; it's a risk when you adopt folks. Sometimes you get a sweet asian baby...sometimes you get a foster kid who may murder you in the night. "Warship, anyone!" she has no real understanding of how kingdoms work but she doesn't particularly care. She is young but her eyes don't light up for much, the world is a shit-hole and it's not her place to make it better - it's her place to stay alive and feed the part of her that is starving. Warship gave her a small hope that there would be food here, food for that craving. K I M B E R sui domina et libera

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