1 Night in Paris (Pari sale)

Rosemary sauntered toward the auction, pressing momentarily against his brother’s shoulder. “Need help brother?” He purred. In truth he enjoyed these auctions, he enjoyed raising his bids and watching others squirm as they struggled to raise their bids. “I add to my brother’s offer; one adult reindeer…” He paused for effect, scanning the young auctioneers. “With a full white pelt, non-albinoid of course.” He purred. “I also offer two wooden spears and the pelt and talons of a snowy owl.” He flicked his tail, flashing his gilded fangs at the others, waiting for them to try and raise his offer. His brother certainly had good taste; the woman had a Klein look to her and would no doubt make an excellent bed warmer.

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