Barrow Fields Surrounded and up against a wall

oh to be val, where his crowning achievement in life was a ubitiquous riposte involving the provocation of one’s own mother.

his fur settled. the goldcloak male was given a cool stare.

sucks to be you. yeah it does. i’m looking at an eyesore right now. are you this pleasant to everyone? val didn’t actually think this guy was unattractive, but the ball was already rolling and he wasn’t going to stop it.