Feathers and Scales
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Ahrea has had many lives over the centuries and with each rebirth, she loses her precious happy memories. Only remembering how she died eight times, she's determined to live out a whole cycle. Her first goal: Do not imprint. She can't risk imprinting on the wrong person again.
Pluto wants nothing more than to explore the surface without the drags of his kingdom duties. Just because he's going to be a king doesn't mean he doesn't have any other ambitions. Besides, something deep inside is pulling him closer to the surface that not even he can explain.
She hopes to enjoy a quiet simple life away from danger while he's out seeking his next exciting adventure. But fate likes to work in mysterious ways.
This is my first story on here in honor of camp NaNoWriMo July 2019 so critique as much as you want or praise, I like praise too :3
All pictures are found with google search and there will be pictures used multiple times. If I get 100 votes or 500 views on this story, I will start drawing the characters and header pictures for the chapters!
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