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Default   #48   sylvanSpider sylvanSpider is offline
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Ash froze for a moment feeling his hot breath in her ear sending chills down her spine. It was the howl that brought her back to realizing this was a life or death situation. As Hal's head was tilted back to howl she grabbed for the first thing she could--a stick that had fallen off of someone's firewood stack or something and intending to throw it at him instead missing, and with a whoosh of air right past the wolf's ears the stick clattered to the ground on the other end of the alley. "...Oops" she gulped.
Old Posted 12-11-2017, 05:30 AM Reply With Quote