Swiftkill
The vixen lay baking in the sun as it set itself at its peak in the sky. The air was cool, yet heavy and it hung around her like smog. Lazily raising her head, she watched over the clan in a bored manner. [major wb, sorry for the awful post]
The vixen lay baking in the sun as it set itself at its peak in the sky. The air was cool, yet heavy and it hung around her like smog. Lazily raising her head, she watched over the clan in a bored manner. [major wb, sorry for the awful post]





