07-26-2018, 10:15 PM
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IN THE SUMMER SILENCE,
I WAS GETTING VIOLENT
I WAS GETTING VIOLENT
Dried blood caked her muzzle and teeth, staining the albino's otherwise colorless fur. She hunted so often, for sport more than anything, that the warrior hardly bothered to clean herself proper anymore. She paused in her walk, her bone-pierced ears flicking as she turned her nose away from the nasty stench with a disgusted curl to her lips. If the group that lived her stank even half as vile as their scent marks, then she'd rather turn to leave now rather than torture her nose.
A growl resounded from deep within her throat as she raised a paw and slashed a puddle of mud beside her - the resulting splash slapped against the wood of the offending tree. Though that did little to dampen the scent, she found it better regardless. Though, she had to wonder, how the hell the Clan stayed so stinky when they were surrounded by water to clean the worst of the grime off.
A growl resounded from deep within her throat as she raised a paw and slashed a puddle of mud beside her - the resulting splash slapped against the wood of the offending tree. Though that did little to dampen the scent, she found it better regardless. Though, she had to wonder, how the hell the Clan stayed so stinky when they were surrounded by water to clean the worst of the grime off.
TAGS • WRITTEN BY AXIOM
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