Dawnlark Plains I drew that glass across his neck, fine as any blade.
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she's primed to meet the dark wolf before—

Mulherin. she steps in front of him, giving him a gentle boof, placing her body between her son and the stranger. her eyes gentle upon his dark face, before hardening to meet the other countenance.

wha' you wanh' here? she questions, lifting her chin.

the plains are not officially theirs, but she considers them hunting grounds of the pack, and to have another wandering. . .
but see, amid the mimic rout,
a crawling shape intrude —
a blood-red thing that writhes from out
the scenic solitude
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RE: I drew that glass across his neck, fine as any blade. - by Avicus - September 14, 2023, 09:45 PM