Firestone Hot Springs tortured souls may seek the light

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she was lovely in the grayscale of her form, but he was unmoved as of late. her cheery words did much to dispel his irrational worry, and he regarded her with the typical friendly light upon his gaze. yes. i am the beta male of blacktail deer plateau, he answered her.

to her apology, taltos gave a gentle shake of his head. no matter. there shall be other weasels. what is it you would like to know? somehow anxiety thrummed within him, and he fidgeted somewhat in the snow to distract himself and cast it aside.