Lost Creek Hollow the black hills, the colly

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She is led, and as the river widens, the rocks become larger and the flow of crystalline waters louder. It is beautiful here, surrounded by ponderosas hanging high above their heads. The early summer breeze sprays mist in the gamma's direction, and she gives a shake of her body. 
S'beautiful out here, she comments, nearly shouting above the roar of the waters. She flashes the sharpfang a wide, crooked grin. you picked a good spot to form a pack, eh?