Doodads and Thingies

She ran and ran. Her muscles rippled and fur dances. Each bounce off the ground was met with a thud. The demoness had her tongue out uncontrollably. It hung out of the left isde of her mouth, flopping about. She tried to slither it back into her mouth but it was just to much for her to handle. She sprinted fast, the girl may be large but when she began she could pick up speed. Her legs were engulfed by a foot of snow with each thundering bound. Her eyes were slits, in order to keep dust and snow out of them. She was a like a brown dart in the blanked of white. But, she was met with the site of her home. The S.S. was her lovely abode. She littered the place with various bones and bits of rotten meat. She thought it was quite glorious.

The girl came to a skidding stop. Her paws dug into the dirt burried within the thick snow. She let a yelp rip through the air as she was sent tumbling to the ground. Her front half was covered in the white snow. She growl, her entire chest rumbling. She snapped at the snow, attempting to remove it from her mouth. The demones got up and shook out her rather thick fur. She snorted and slowly slithered into her layer. The ship was half in the ground. Leaving the deck open and then a room. She trotted up the deck and into the cold room. There were various doodads and thingies upon tables but she hadn't a clue of what they were. The demoness flopped onto the blood stained floor and huffed. She snorted, her nose hurt from the horrid fall.


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