Encounter
**Encounter** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ Fog writhed in a great sweeping mass across the beach, twisting and coiling with the wind as if it were alive, sentient. The sea could not be seen by everyday eyes, but the feel of it was...
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A Winter Swim
She was beautiful and even after amoux was out of his clothes he just stood on the edge of the pool and stared at her. then her nose pushed under the water and she blew bubbles.
Morning Muzzle
amoux held himself tight to her as he came. slightly lifting himself off the ground to keep himself full inside her.
The Death of Trust
One by one the pack she now ran lifted back their heads in soft calls, amoux last of all.