Wilfre in a Bottle AU

Wilfre in a Bottle AU

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An alternate universe where after the events of drawn to life, Wilfre is trapped in a giant bottle by the creator. Now he must get used to life in the Raposa village with Drew and the Raposa. That is... if they can get used to HIM. Wilfre may be deceased, but he is very passionate. His wild emotions often control not only his attitude, but the shadow that corrupts him as well. Luckily for the Raposa, all of the other shadows began to fade once Wilfre was defeated by Drew. Aside from Wilfre, there is no more shadow. ...Except for maybe a few at Wilfre's old lair, but we don't talk about that. I wonder... If Wilfre has control over shadows, does that mean he has some control over a certain raposa girl? ...nah, that's ridiculous.
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