Silvertip Mountain Headed towards a fucked up holiday

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She was embraced by the female, who curled around her frail form in a tender act of compassion. They were alone, they were safe, and the feeling fed Prialux's hope with every second she remained next to the other female. Could this be the end of it? The end of her suffering?

The bay pack is gone... Murgash is gone... I'm all alone now she allowed herself to admit through her sorrowful breath. Please don't leave me here... she begged, pressing herself closer to the blue eyed female's body and feeling her warmth cover her. She just needed the cold dark nights to end.

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