October 21, 2022, 10:48 AM
it was the first place he smelled.
whispers upon the wind, a place for trade while the air chilled to a freeze. autumn always gave way to winter and he knew the order of things to follow.
his call was not kind on the ears, the sharpness of coyote blood, smoothed by wolven ancestors.
but it announced his presence and his intentions.
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mr. no friends - by Tracker - October 21, 2022, 10:48 AM
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