by Hick » Mon Apr 20, 2015 11:05 pm
Rilke-
She cracked a grin of amusement, the fae heaving herself to her paws and leethly trotting over to where Zeph and Ghost were. Her eyes scanned over the two brutes for a moment, their dephs of mockery and mischeif, daunting, daring. "...You know, perhaps we shouldn't stay loners. The three of us could form our own pack if we wanted to, a little rogue pack."
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Hick on Mon Apr 20, 2015 11:47 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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