Your friend is less a humanity enthusiast and more 'one which nature', as she told anybody who bothered to listen. She and her family lived mostly alone in a luxurious log cabin deep in the woods, a small town an hours trip away when they needed anything. Instead of picking up your clothes right away, you make your way to the front porch, basking in the beauty of your favorite part of the day; morning. You were interrupted from your relaxation though, as something padded from the brush. You could tell it was a...
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