Honeyed Pasture That's it Sir, you're leaving
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With the sun setting on the horizon, there was no longer any time to proceed -- nor time to hunt. The cover of darkness would soon envelope the meadow, shielding all the critters from Hiram's hungry grasp. He snorted with displeasure, knowing that it was his own tunnel vision and determination that deprived him of a proper meal. With a frustrated shake of his head, he decided he could hunt in the morning.

His eyes trailed across the meadow, searching for a place to ride out the night, but his eyes fell upon a wolf. She stood, still as a statue in the dying light. His brow furrowed slightly, confused as to why she stood (seemingly without purpose). Chuffing to grab her attention, Hiram was intent on breaking her spell.
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That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Reek - July 21, 2016, 01:23 PM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Rowan Mayfair - July 21, 2016, 10:27 PM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Reek - July 23, 2016, 11:48 AM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Rowan Mayfair - July 24, 2016, 10:59 PM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Reek - July 26, 2016, 09:06 AM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Rowan Mayfair - July 26, 2016, 11:08 AM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Reek - July 31, 2016, 08:40 PM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Rowan Mayfair - August 01, 2016, 12:21 PM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Reek - August 03, 2016, 11:19 AM
RE: That's it Sir, you're leaving - by Rowan Mayfair - August 15, 2016, 01:46 PM