Cold nights
The sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin hut slept two young cubs and holding them was their tired, worn down mother whose face was just worn down. Holding them close to keep them warm...
Cold nights
The sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin hut slept two young cubs and holding them was their tired, worn down mother whose face was just worn down. Holding them close to keep them warm...
Porking poor foxes
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(C) The Poor Streamer
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Alas Poor Coyote
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Cold Nights
The sounds of distant thunder rolled in on the sleeping town torn by war, crime and poverty, in a small tin hut slept two young cubs and holding them was their tired, worn down mother whose face was just worn down. Holding them close to keep them warm...
Blood on Ice - Chapter Three
Chapter Three - Unknown Origins Snow had piled up and melted in the dirty streets, which made it difficult to keep mud from collecting in my fur. Walking behind the adults, they'd kick up the mud that'd splatter across my fur. Walking alone, the mud...