Honeyed Pasture d r i f

Oh my god I shouldn't but I loled so hard at that first line. southern woman for Fu** you and that's all i can think, this little old southern woman going and bless his heart, but. he shoulda tried harder!!!

Gunnar snapped and growled at the bird, as it started to grow airborn. He hoped he could grasp a wing or a tail or even one of it's hellish claws. It could nto have this baby! What kind of eagle went after a baby.

Fear stirred his heart as he remembered the wounds on his mother and junior from the Gryfalcons in the bay, and he tried harder. Growled louder.