Flycatcher Downs You can tell

gun panted and drooled as she watched the lady eat, ripping that bird apart like a teething puppy a slipper.

god i wish that were me.

and the wolfess, she for sure saw that expression, as gun needed some seconds to make herself focus - doing so by shaking her head, spraying saliva to either side.

sho, gun got up from the hunched sit she was in while watching, swaying her weight to one side with a tilt of her heavy head. she had that dumb smile on her maw. you gunna tell 'e hhere you got that collar?

her pecs flexed in the direction of the thing.