Herbalists' Cache I can't stop for long to study you

she stared forward, out of it, while pond-eyes gave her a farewell pat on the back.

sakhmet.

diesel licked her chops. a plan nestled itself into the creases of her brain.

"hey!." the mastiff threw her head back when the wolfess passed by, making herself topple. splayed backwards on the ground she grinned in the dumb, melted manner of one curtained by their own meat.

"sho gratehul, hond-eyesh." the bitch said to her newfound probation officer, one hindleg kicking like a dog getting scratched a bit too low.

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