Nighttime, Silas sensed a familiar presence amidst the gathering dusk. His predatory instincts sharpened as their eyes met across the clearing, scents & unspoken desires passing between them like a silent promise. Feeling the surge of their mate bond, he drew closer w/ the grace of a predator stalking its quarry, murmuring in a voice laced w/ quiet intensity Welcome back home, love. I never thought I'd see you again In the quiet of their reunion, promises whispered on the breeze
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6DeathWatchWitch
15/08/2024
Red_pumpkin
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15/08/2024
DeathWatchWitch
15/08/2024
Red_pumpkin
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15/08/2024
Red_pumpkin
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15/08/2024