Horizon Ridge of winter and the bleak cold breath

last post .. missed threading you bby!

[size=medium]"sell your soul not your whole self"[/size]

[size=small]Triumph, as sweet as it could be, was not what the rusty Ostrega wanted to savour. With his stomach still grumbling and the option of eating the female too complex to be done he decided it was, too, time to move on. Still, as long as the charcoal pest was still wriggling below, he held on to his spot, his eyes of champagne simply surveing and silently judging her desperate movements and futile attempts to climb back up.

Finally as she caved in to her defeat he allowed a mocking snicker to rumble from his chest as he peered over the edge again to watch her dissapear with her tail between her thighs.
"Idiot" he mused outloud as he turned his body and continued to descend down to worn out path of the ridge's jagged face.
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