thumbs.pro : The bite of winter on my nose and the crunch of snow under my paws were a gentle distraction from the feast in the margrave’s mansion—my familiar was out hunting. Ever since we’d bonded we’d shared one soul across two bodies, but there were times

published on: 2020-08-08 15:24:29

I told Dad he didn’t have to come pick me up at the airport—I’m

The memory of my commute is always a little hazy. Day after day

*sweats*

love me some s/apphire

of course my dudes ! ✌️

…shit u rite