Shy Deer Steppes ♣ positive thinking and a metric flip-tonne of good luck

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"Vlad looking like has skeen beg?" He me meant pouch, and laughed uproariously at his own joke. With a sharp shake of his head, the Russian cut their meeting short - if this wolf was expecting food without offering anything in return, she was bound to be a burden. "Hev no fud," he told her, and didn't even bother suggesting they cooperate to catch any. This was not a survivor, and Vlad silently wished the girl a quick and sudden death as he turned tail and departed her company.