Silk gently smiled, her nose arched in a sort of I know why. Shaking her head she said, " Do you ever get that feeling.... that you're gonna die?" She then leaned onto the back of the couch,firmly taking hold of his jaw, holding him still as her steely gaze violated a space of memories poring through his eyes, the Shaman she was...
Keywords
male
1,115,107,
female
1,004,876,
canine
174,318,
dog
157,366,
raccoon
34,091,
story
12,734,
funny
9,618,
mutt
4,422,
silk
534,
silvahnya "silk" haag
1
Details
Published:
10 years, 8 months ago
21 Aug 2013 00:48 CEST
Initial: b62a442d50b468745f393b7e8f79f210
Full Size: 32b8cfdecb7a83f1c2d2c687a803b9fe
Large: 32b8cfdecb7a83f1c2d2c687a803b9fe
Small: 17c6945ce33f62614e24efca9f0bdb3f
Stats
74 views
2 favorites
0 comments
