#146 (summer’s gift)

grey whiskers and fur, striped yellow-black a sound of fury growling deep soft paws prepared to take a leap back arched, claws out; ready to attack blades whetted on cobble and concrete while Poppy's fragile dress so sweet anger soon melted in crimson light at last summer's gift had stopped a fight   7th June … Continue reading #146 (summer’s gift)

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