July 17, 2016, 09:58 PM
It was Dash that responded to the wolfdogs affections, and quite honestly Harley didn't care anymore. Althaia was his, and the world would know it from now on. His smile spread into a grin, and he nodded to the only real friend he had.
"We're mates."
Charon could lick the darkest part of his rear end if he thought he would ever do THAT to his wife again. If anyone ever dared, in fact, he'd likely not hesitate to fight that one.
"We're mates."
Charon could lick the darkest part of his rear end if he thought he would ever do THAT to his wife again. If anyone ever dared, in fact, he'd likely not hesitate to fight that one.
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Walk through a hailstorm - by Althaia - July 17, 2016, 01:48 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Dash - July 17, 2016, 01:57 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Harley Quinzel - July 17, 2016, 03:30 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Althaia - July 17, 2016, 05:13 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Dash - July 17, 2016, 06:22 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Harley Quinzel - July 17, 2016, 09:58 PM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Althaia - July 30, 2016, 06:39 AM
RE: Walk through a hailstorm - by Dash - August 01, 2016, 06:25 PM