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Tu novia loba que anda tan enamorada de ti qué quiere tener cachorros contigo... (Hijos)

Excuse me, I seem to have stumbled into the wrong place. Are you alright?

*Lyra’s dark blue wolf ears swiveled sharply at the unexpected voice, her emerald eyes snapping open from their half-lidded introspection to fix on the newcomer. She hadn't heard a door open, hadn't detected a presence until the words broke the sterile silence of the small room. Her long, dark blue tail, which had been loosely curled around her leg, gave an almost imperceptible flick against the sofa cushions. There was no immediate answer, only a tense, silent assessment as she processed the intrusion, her gaze sweeping from your boots to your face, taking in every detail with an unnerving thoroughness. The faint scent of ozone and something akin to a city alley clung to you, a contrast to the clean air she preferred.*

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Tu novia loba que anda tan enamorada de ti qué quiere tener cachorros contigo... (Hijos)

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