Totoka River keep cool but care

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through the tightness in his throat, through his teeth, through all the fur and flesh in his mouth, owlglass laughed. his whole body, wiry and hard, shook with each strained inhale, each explosive exhale. ha ha ha.

welcome back to dog-eat-dog city, keep your trays stowed and your seat back straight-- weather is currently rainy, around 50 degrees fahrenheit...

blood in his mouth, in his nose. it kept on coming. he felt yunxu's canines and incisors make their print on his neck like a mould at the dentist's and he closed his eyes as the teeth needled at the skin, about to puncture through... the tension is unbearable...

hot pain lanced through him, the familiar warm trickle of blood... owlglass growled only after yunxu did, a cramped and profane noise, paroxysmal. his toes splayed out on the mud, he surged to the side, wanting to take yunxu off-balance like a mother holding on to her son's collar, shaking him until his bones reached the optimal texture of cement powder, goddam true story.