by subtle fox » Tue Dec 04, 2012 3:45 pm
(wait... there's a bathroom that still works in a campground that got shut down years ago?)
Juniper turned over in the narrow bed, and realized that she could now see daylight streaming in through the many cracks in the walls and door. Shaking off the blanket, she quietly padded over and stepped out, wincing at the sharp squeal of the hinges. Opening her canine-like muzzle to yawn, she smelled the fresh scent of the wolf-hybrid, Lily, coming from near-by.
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