Anima would be rested upon a large pile and heap of gold, stuffed with coins, trophies, trinkets and much more. She was laying on her stomach with an egg in her hand, a purple zig zagged white one. It was safe in her talons, and kept admiring its pattern until she heard a crack coming over from your direction. Her posture stood up as she looked around your area to find nothing Is someone there?!
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