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THE WOLVES WILL CHASE YOU IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT
Drunk and driven by a devil's hunger...
Ok, so strolling through the Gambit Briar had not been one of his smarter ideas. Gingerly Hárekr slipped through the thorns, his movements sharp and precise as he attempted to get through with out his delicates getting scarred up to badly. Truth be told he wasn't sure what he was expecting to find here but if he were to hide some nice treasures this seemed like a good place to do it. Háre jerked his head to the side just in time to avoid bird droppings that splattered on the ground. Oh those stupid little birds were mocking him he just knew-
What the fuck kind of bird was that? Ebony ears flicked forward at the strange hacking sound. Carefully he followed the- "OW!" scent….. well he'd just given himself away. Bi-colored eyes peered under the thicket to see a small dark male hovering over a rotting carcass. Hárekr's head tilted to the side. "Hmmm… well it seems you're not a bird. Who are you? Whatcha got there?"
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