Traveling deep in the woods you hear your own footsteps, and the wind between the branches, coming to a stop you take a drink from the little water you have left in your canteen. you feel something soft brush the back of your neck, causing your body to flinch and drop your canteen. looking up you see her. glistening dark fur, with moon grey strips, and the first thing you see below the enticing trail of fur between her open vest. is the witchers wolf school embalm.

“got any coin for me?”

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Patricia Regia, mother to my boi Lee for my 40k stuff.
Here we see a diffrent side to her, a alternate universe Patricia.

Art by Puppydraws