Swiftcurrent Creek your mommas a true beauty, butt makes me weep, i call it a boo-hooty
i found brimstone in my garden,
i found roses set on fire
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she wasn’t at all aware of the strange nose looming towards her with the intention to sniff, or she definitely would have ripped ass the minute his nostrils tempted fate. however, being deaf, dumb, blind, and as of yet woefully incapable of such cunning or unladylikeness, Tiercel was a stalled vehicle between the lanes of her mother's giant paws.

the abruptness of Wylla's cough and ensuing sensation of heat trundling through her fur coaxed a lurch and the sudden ingathering of her extremities; the very same startled manner a rolypoly bug would react to a child’s finger poking its armored exoskeleton. really? do you mind?
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