Porcupine Ridge Bought my fate straight from hell

she could not predict the deceptive little turn that anwyl took! and so, despite her speed, she too slipped, though she completed the turn. the next moment was spent in a tumble into a snowdrift; the girl surfaced, laughing, and lunged for anwyl. her gaze turned to their nameless companion; how would he attempt to take down their rabbit?

this was the most pleasurable part of their interludes her upon the ridge; vuk did not think that she would ever tired of such play.