Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

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She was the most stunning wolf that Spruce had ever seen in his entire life. All the way from her stark black fur, to the cute little scar on her eye, she radiated strength and prowess. Her grayish green eyes shined like a a smooth wet stone from a river. 

Spruce was caught off guard from the sudden engagement from the female wolf. He stammered, stunned that he met another wolf. “He-hello! My names Spruce. What’s your name?” He said.

Then, Spruce smelled the most heavenly scent. She was in heat. “Oh no.” He thought to himself, “Keep your act together. I know I want to be a father, but she probably already has a mate.”. 

Without even thinking, in a heat driven fog, he asked “Are you single?”. He blushed, realizing what he said.

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