Rising Sun Valley nothing you idiots doctor dre's dead

backdated to earlier in january, i hope <3

"shit."

the vertebrae crunched between her teeth.

"hack."

she shook her head with enough force for the spinal column to snap - her jaws releasing and sending the bones crashing into a dying pine tree.

meat couldn't hold them, and the deer's spine fell apart into segments, rolling over the icy ground like cast dice.

"hotherfuckers!" gun howled to the swirling gray sky.

it had n answer for her.

panting, the mastiff turned to look at @Indra III. she couldn't decide whether to sic her bad mood on the girl or not.

"you sure? hundred hercent?" gun stepped closer, then stopped, then retreated. then repeated.

"c- c'hon, ain't no hay they jusht..." her tongue tested the syllables. "hent ahay."

she looked to red with desperate incredulousness.