Emberwood apocalypse always chooses the worst time to come.
a shadow is cast wherever he stands
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Company seemed to be drawn to him as of late.  Venemous yellow eyes raked over the woman's buxom form, and his tattered ear flicked in her direction as she demanded asked to share.  Wordlessly he gathered himself and his rangy limbs and moved to one corner of the outcropping, then lay back down.

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