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(✷....) We warmly welcome those who carry vriendelijkheid in their hearts, ready to share the quiet kracht of care and togetherness.

We are currently seeking to welcome:
❊ ( 1980 - 1994 ) :: The Hoeders van het Huis
❊ ( 1995 - 1999 ) :: The Koninklijke Verwanten
❊ ( 2000 - 2003 ) :: The Erfgenamen
❊ ( 2004 - 2006 ) :: The Edelgeesten
❊ ( 2007 - 2010 ) :: The Jonge Adel

Greetings! Ik, (name + id) (muse + line), am truly excited to be part of this warm and lively familie. I’m eager to begin this bijzondere journey with all of you. Kindly send me the necessary vragen to start the process! 🤍



ㅤSend it via @HeideBeheederBot.

/ . ৻ꪆ Before crossing these poorten, please review the TAKEN LIST to ensure your chosen role aligns in harmonie with our familie. This shared journey is one where every hand nurtures, and each stap guides us toward groei and unity ; like a serene stroll along Dutch canals. Together, let us weven a legacy of liefde, zorg, and renewal.
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Met liefde,
@HuisVanHeide ! 🤍

The sky, perfectly azure dome, hosted only a few scattered gossamer clouds. Reiss's Mama and I, Scarvaine's Yihyun had sought sanctuaries from the clamorous demands of the city, retreating to a verdant expanse of the park where the grass felt like a plush emerald tapestry beneath our feet still glistening with the last vestiges of morning dew when we arrived. It was a day carefully selected for idleness, unilateral truce with our overwhelming schedules and most importantly, dedicated entirely to matters of the sisterhood. "The sunlight is perfect now. Stop chewing for seconds." Reiss's Mama commanded and took a picture of me so sudden. "Let me see, kak! Oh my gosh! You actually made me look so pretty." I expressing dramatically and immediately handed the phone back. "Now it's your turn. The things I'd love to do for you too." We're moving the entirely setup for one photo. Reiss's Mama adjusted her hair with prodigious affectation. "I was born for this idyllic captures. Just remember, I need full symmetrical and zero unflattering angles." After that, we laughed together. Today, we had our sun, our food and it was incontrovertibly enough.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝘔ONDCROFT ╱ : [🐇]
ㅤ ㅤㅤ "The Warm Tale of a Bunny Family"

ㅤ 𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘸… did the leaves just murmur 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦? Behind the hedges, something stirs—soft paws, quiet breaths, a hint of gentle mischief, as Mondcroft wakes just as calm settles; a door left ajar, crumbs like little stories… and curious eyes meeting yours. For a fleeting little while, the burrow door parts ever so gently—calling for bunnies born between:

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ㅤ      ㅤ  ✷ FERNVEIL BUNS
ㅤ      ㅤ      ㅤ     (1995-1999)
ㅤ      ㅤ    ✷ WARREN WILDLINGS
ㅤ      ㅤ        (2000-2003)
ㅤ       ㅤ   ✷ MEADOW SPROUTS
ㅤ      ㅤ       (2004-2006)
ㅤ      ㅤ     ✷ TINY THUMPERS
ㅤ      ㅤ             (2007-2011)

ㅤㅤ  •────────── {✤} ──────────•

As twilight gently falls and golden light weaves through the leaves, Mondcroft fills with soft whispers and restless little footsteps that never truly fade. Pause for a moment—have you checked? The face you have in mind may have already wandered through, leaving behind quiet traces we have yet to sweep away.

Knock-knock… or rather, thump-thump, Mondcroft! I, (full name and @.username), accompanied by (muse name) of the (year of birth) line, have arrived with slightly messy paws to hop in and see what mischief awaits.

So send your message to @Mondcroftbot, and discover those who came before you—the keepers of laughter, the holders of stories, the souls who keep this burrow softly alive.

                          𔒝⎯⎯{ ۞ 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥, @Mondcroft'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺
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