01-12-2017, 10:25 AM
Unlike most she didn't stand by and watch him leave nor chase after him like some love struck filly... She had business and she best get to it. Her ebony whips cracked upon her hide as daggers took her away... Towards the far ridge line barely seen from under the thick canopy of Sylva. She was sure they would meet again when he saw fit...
Karaugh
illicit daughter of nymphetamine and killgore
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