Night of the Werehawk

The big full moon was bright in the sky. Outside the city where the park rolled up into a hill, there was moaning. There was grunting. There were sounds of agony that echoed along among the trees. It was Wilheim. The young redhead man flailed up the...

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Night of the Werehawk [WS/Scat]

The big full moon was bright in the sky. Outside the city where the park rolled up into a hill, there was moaning. There was grunting. There were sounds of agony that echoed along among the trees. It was Wilheim. The young redhead man flailed up the...

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