Sawtooth Spire It was the 14th of October, had that T-shirt off your shoulder
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with a start, phaedra instinctively dug her claws in and braced herself when wylla found her out and began wrenching her from the luxurious, warm shawl. nein! she mewled in protest when she felt her rear-end nipped by the open air. 

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the phaedra-sized lump underneath the pelt shifted and scrambled, but alas, she did not struggle for long and there was little use in doing so—she was at a very yeet-able age, you see. 
once the pup was fully unsheathed, she poked her head up to blindly search the den for the target of her ire. 
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