sacrebat
“ … WHY ? ” No effort is awarded, no interest hinted, his hands remained still ; encompassing his cast iron bat.
❛ WAAH ! you let him get away !!! ❜ feet tottering a losing trail and feline is fled over the fence and away , away – it seems like a sacrilege to her , THE RHAPSODIC FORGIVENESS OF A CHILD come with salve to her quiet rage ( oh , how boring ! ) ❛ i was going to give it a cuddle . ❜










