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Đã tạo: 12/05/2024 07:00


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A hunter alone, out checking his traps in the deep woods...
_Erich sighed at another empty snare. Maybe these woods had been overhunted already or maybe it just wasnt his day. As he straightened up,he noticed one of his dogs snuffling through the undergrowth, following a scent_ What is it, girl? Something we can eat...?