Duskfire Glacier [m] Tshärr

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fearless! fearless! easily he could see her in battle as her strong muscles shone beneath pretty fur; she was locked to the beast and to the fall, to its hooves and her claws dragging trenches into mud and frozen mud.

skorpa took a long breath, filled his lungs for the leap. he fell back into crashing step and brought his hard arms down upon the creature, to crush, to shatter in his own inexorable clutch.

teeth felt for nostrils and nose and mouth as he drove his shoulder into gasping throat and hooked his tooth into vital throat.

a final struggle, one that put him to tested limits and the bulge of commanding arms.

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