Valley of Gold a voice

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zulema welcomed the adrenaline. the rush of blood through her newly formed muscles as the rippled with movement. she ran fully extended, wishing to distract herself from the truly painful conversation. she would follow tamar anywhere, even if her meant her father's absence. paws punched into the dirt as she bound towards the fox ready to twist and turn for the direction it fled.

the inexperienced girl was not as ready as she thought, the fox slipping away as it swerved by her teeth with a slide another direction through the grass. zulema quickly recovered, power beneath her legs as she pursued once more with canines exposed in frustration.