Prey

Hungry, she sat crosslegged in the dirt and pine needles, waiting for the ancient svea camp stove to boil water for her evening meal.

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Doe-Dragon's Sweetness: Rolissa and the Salazzle

Maybe i can get svea to help me find the right flowers to dye my scales come summer again..." she murmured softly, thoughts twisting off track, as the salazzle's jaw dropped. she wasn't really serious about that, was she?

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