Firefly Ravine εμπόδιο

skinny thing of a girl, and it was obvious at a glance she was either genetically fucked, or her parents fucked despite the genetics they'd give their children.

diesel ambled along the ravine's lip, good enough distance away not to suffer the same dizzy spell which had the redhair stumbling. 

the girl hadn't spotted her yet. the dog changed that with a loud, deep bark.

it echoed within the ravina and came back louder and repeated.

the mastiff had a self-satisfied smirk on her wrinkles.