Nova Peak τ

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no. skorpa had not wished to let her go; in fact, he might have torn through Hel himself to ensure she did not remain in Nifelheim. a small voice asked why he believed she would have ended in his world, which brought more anxiousness that for now he did not try to unsnarl.

for now; for now, he mimicked the caress, broad paws spanning the curve of her slender spine. "synes du, jeg er vittig?" the whitejaw chortled, truly charmed. he did not think a one had called him such before.

and brave; his eyes were soft upon her own. "de kan få mine store fødder, så længe de har dit hjerte."

he drew ayovi close for more of the same, florality and blood-pique roundabout as he tasted her kiss again, his senses wavering with her, only her. "men jeg undskylder nu," skorpa murmured, refitting her return, back beneath his chin. "en af dem vil hade at bade."

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