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Fang had wondered forward, looking with ebony eyes about the long forgotten farmland before him. His mood was annoyed. He'd been gone for a while from the area he had come half a year ago. Now he had decided to return. The journey had left him craving some sort of entertainment; a poor young sole or even a desperate lover.
Looking around he could see far around him. In his optime form he was huge for a german shepherd luperci. His scars decorated his body along with his crimson fur that was dyed from its original black color. He'd misplaced his favorite red shirt and now his pants were all he wore.
Who would he encounter here? What person would fall into his hands? He gave his sly, evil smirk. Which woman would get the pleasure that he could provide whether she wanted it now or not? He licked his lips in a dark anticipation.
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Fang Table By Cait.