Omen Valley

Istas

[08:58]  Istas having caught the scent of the meat hanging from the rack, Istas moved in closer to it. her attention was solely on the meat as her nose twitched and her tongue slathered in droolish anticipation. razored claws sank into the soft ground as she padded forth and stretched her neck from a closer smell.

 

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