Duck Lake Insight II

closing this up on my end! <3

Frostbrand berühren—
but his eyes remained a disarming pair of guavan pearls, trained to the man's throat. The goldenrod's teeth found purchase in his cheek and a bit of cranny betwixt his shoulderblade, but he made purchases of his own, the flurry of stinging water and directionless canines caused the boy to draw back to the lakeshore.

Breathing gruff, he shook his soaked pelage onto the pebble-bedded loam. Taikon would not die in his arms but he should die all the same, the clay reasoned, taking a limpish retreat in the direction on the taiga.