Duck Lake Kill two ducks with one paw.

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She had better be getting a paw-rub for this. Or atleast a massage.

Tinashe, the hot little ruffled bundle of chocolate, mocha creme and milky goodness was initially dining on the fine wine of ducky goodness, the slow to rise and sail off creatures easily getting goosed right in those lovely jaws of hers, when out of the nowheres came some broad who wanted to get her attention.

Curled up in a short haired coat of burnin' reds and molded cooling blacks, the red wolf look-alike flew up to her so fast she actually forgot she kinda had to do wolfy things. Like defending her food. Mid chew, she looked up at this sputtering, barely english speaking, clear as day foreign chick who was rambling about finding some dude, brother, baby, fight. Rolling her eyes, Tina responded to the babbling chick with "Look here, lady, I don't do deliveries, or baby-momma-drama. Take ya telegram somewhere else."

Then she continued snack on the bird, resuming her delictable edible treat, when the fire broad barked on, pleading with her comepletely non-listening ass. The heiffer was starting to irritate the munching and crunching princess, until she heard something that made her unflatten those delicate ears of hers.

"Prince?" she asked, kinda throwing chunks of wet duck, duck and more duck at the new mom in a non so ladylike fashion. Hearing 'Prince', Tina was already to her hinds, forelegs and all, shaking off the settled flats of her downy fluff and making that dark brown coat look brand new. She groomed herself on a daily, but she really needed it to get shown thorugh, especially if she was going to meet her little prince charming. What could she say? She has a fetish for royalty. Royalty meant she wouldn't have to do a damn thing else in her life, and her man to take good care of her.

Tina was half tempted to ask the stunned mom if her ass looked fluffed in her silky soft dress, but she changed her mind, replacing it with, "Where is he?"

"Flat mountain, near here. Hurry, not-"

Tinashe sped off, mocha banner swatting the still standing there chick full in the face. She was gonna get to where that Prince was, make him love her, and all would be GG.
It was about half an hour later as she followed the rocky trail that led to more rocks. Where the hell was this dude?
Sandstone was starting to make an appearance to the 'Help Tina Find Her Man' show, and just when the season was nearing it's finale with her tired ass trudging back to the duck pond, she saw a carved out hole in an already cracked up spot in the base of the sandy rock 'flat mountain'.

"Jesus, he likes tombs, huh?" she lowly barked to herself, beginning to sniff around and see if she could find the 'Prince' the crazy chick was barking on and on about.

"Hey, you in dere'?" she barked out, her dulcets carrying out like a curious song. Searching hazels looked on, searching for any movement she could bang-
uh,
find, in the darkness.