November 08, 2020, 03:27 PM
In the cold waters the oysters flourished, covering nearly every part of the tidal pools south of their camp. Eartha had already amassed a pile, knowing that they'd need to find and stock up on as much food as possible while they remained here in the Wilds. She was no shore-born wolf, but over the years that she had spent in the Tortugan bays had hardened her to the salt and spray. She crunched down on particularly large oyster, feeling the pain in her teeth and gums from her constant teethclenching. A shiver ran through her spine.
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We got to run to the rock - by Eartha - November 08, 2020, 03:27 PM
RE: We got to run to the rock - by Lynford - November 11, 2020, 03:39 AM
RE: We got to run to the rock - by Eartha - November 17, 2020, 09:44 PM
RE: We got to run to the rock - by Lynford - November 19, 2020, 09:45 PM
RE: We got to run to the rock - by Eartha - November 25, 2020, 06:01 PM