May 23, 2024, 01:57 PM
"yes. you hunt. i kill." muskrat was clearly relieved, and fell into a war-step with the gigantic man: to his right and at his elbow.
the long ears flicked. she would respond to whatever arric deemed as their quarry, simply eager to be useful in a way that she felt personally mattered.
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RE: chert - by Muskrat - May 23, 2024, 01:57 PM