About me: her a visit when we return." "Do you
think with anything other than your cock,
Torlarrin?" "Rarely!" He and the
other hunters broke into laughter as they
journeyed into the forest. As they crossed the
border and darkness overtook them, an illusion
that disguised many of them faded away. Bodies
grew tall and became covered in various shades of
thick fur. Noses and mouths stretched to create
muzzles with fleshy black noses. Hands broadened
and reshaped into paws. The Arctic Moon tribe was
one of
