Silver Creek penny dreadful

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spring's pleasant voice snapped the pup out of his reverie; he approached her with a furiously wagging tail, reaching up to lick her chin as he'd seen both rowan and casmir do. she smelled sweetly of fish, and the chubby hobbit was not one to ever miss an opportunity to eat. "spwing," the xi chirped. "you fish?" the wolf called grace had promised to teach him when it was warmer, whatever that meant, and cortland had tasted the scaly meat before, but his stomach growled audibly at the prospect of more.[/tr][/td][/table]