Ravensblood Forest preppers

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crowell’s grin cuts wider, teeth flashing. he moves slow, snake-like, tension tight in every step.

hah—t'ere’s the bite. knew ye 'ad it. taunting, like a splinter stuck in flesh. his eyes follow the lash of her tail and he dips his head low, breathing in a gust of her scent. not nearly as sweet as it would be.

ain’t instinct, queenie. it’s nature. ye’ll bark now, but when that itch hits... his laugh is coarse, eyes burning as he leans in close. ye’ll come crawlin’.

he sneers, teeth flashing.

but don’ fret, queenie. i promise— his voice dips, taunting, drawling. i’ll be gentle. knows it’s yer first time, ain'it?