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“This is it... slipping down... warm and wet and hugging me... my last look at the sky as I feel her throat tensing for the final gulp... bon appetit, my good friend, bon appetit.”
They were the dearest of friends. There was no escaping the food-chain; the wolf had to eat to live, the squirrel was getting older and knew that she would be caught by something soon. It seemed the best way for them both.
Afterwards the wolf howled long and lonesomely, full of stomach and sore of heart.
They were the dearest of friends. There was no escaping the food-chain; the wolf had to eat to live, the squirrel was getting older and knew that she would be caught by something soon. It seemed the best way for them both.
Afterwards the wolf howled long and lonesomely, full of stomach and sore of heart.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
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File Size 147.6 kB
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