We'll See Where This Goes -- Ccl and 432302
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Posted 2024-11-01 06:55:03
Raziel shook his head. "No. I don't know anything about her or her pack that we didn't discuss." "Alright," Branwen sighed. "Let me know if anything comes up." He nodded, then ducked out of the den. It was a nice day, and hardly noon; but he was already tired. He headed to the creek in the center of the camp and lapped at it, the crisp water cool and refreshing. As he lifted his head to the bright blue sky, he could swear he saw something large and white flirting in the corner of his vision, airborne—but as he snapped his head over to look at it, he saw nothing. It must have been a bird, he decided, or his own imagination. |
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