By the time Somi caught the scent it was obscured and nearly impossible to follow and after a while it was gone like a cry for help so he went to the next best thing.
“Muchu, where are you? I just want to, talk.” Somi tried not to sound like he wanted to rip someone's head off. He had become good at hiding feelings because he didn’t want to worry Mare when he was little but at times the emotions still liked to creep through like worms in the rain no matter how far down they were bearid they got out.
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the nine tails
Фэнтезиtwo kitsun's after the world with threats and fun will they bite off more then they can chew
