Sunset

His silver hair flew as he ducked, severing the torso of a high hunter. "prey never surrenders. that means death!" he rose. "isn't that right, hunter?" the elf's icy eyes remained impassive.

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Scary Time: Do Rubber Bunnies Dream of Electric Latex Sheep?

There was a stigma associated with being a human hunter's prey, especially if they were the catch-and-release sort. it was just about the worst sort of walk-of-shame an anthro could endure."so that's your thing?

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