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Mid May Meet 2017: Winter 1 by SilverSheep

Mid May Meet 2017: Winter 1

SilverSheep

A inhuman growl makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. Slowly, you turn to the source of the sound. Your eyes meet with the wolf. The wolf slowly licks his chops reviling his ivory coloured canine fangs designed to rip flesh from bone. His nostrils of his wet canine nose flair as the wolf begins huffing in your sent.

"I can smell your fear little human. Such a foolish creature to enter my domain." he says in a rough growling voice.

You are locked in place, frozen. All you can do is stare wide eyed. The only thing separating you from the wolf is a branch that the wolf is holding onto with his paw like hands, tipped with claws.

"I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Winter." comes his voice in a soft growl.

It is too much to take in you feel faint and the comforting pull of unconsciousness takes you away from Winter's glare.

Fursuiter: Winter

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