by Athens » Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:27 am
Theophile's hackles rose and glared at the dog that looked like the leader. He kept a tall stance trying to look as tall as he could. He would not let his glared falter until they made the first move. /I'll avenge you... Elaine./ he thought, gritting his teeth and tensing his muscles.
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