Arrow Lake and you can't feel nothing small

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noon had come and gone, and the clouds overhead had drifted, leaving behind a bale blue expanse in which the outlines of barren canopies where etched. luck had been with her that morning, and she'd stumbled across the carcass of some mountain goat, buried beneath torn up snow and earth. the thick scent of cat surround the kill, and the cougar would certainly be back to finish the kill.

but it was unlikely that the seclusive creature would return in the day, and besides, the girl could be fast. moving swiftly, she scraped away the earth and vegetation that was intended to hide away the creature, and began her brief feast at the ravaged abdominal cavity.

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