tadia created by dark violet
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The air was cold in the woods, with a mist that curled around the body and clung to her bare skin...
It was a sharp contrast to the hot, wet breath that rolled over her.

The growl of the dire wolf was low, guttural, like a rumbling earthquake that made even the ground beneath her vibrate. Its probing paw slid jagged claws down, down...

She smiled, looking up at those devilish white eyes that gazed hungrily at her.
He'd do.

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