by Lady Creeps » Tue Dec 18, 2012 1:25 pm
Cora finished her kill and looked around, getting her bearings. She was safe- for now. Only one leg of the deer had crossed into Storm territory. She sighed and gnawed off the leg, tossing it onto the Storm territory. "Your due, Storm," she grumbled to herself, then began dragging the kill back.
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