Emily and The Wolves
John muttered displeasedly, rising from the cold ground.
- Damn it, I've been trying to get this from you for an hour, but you don't want to do it in any way? Became a total jerk. How is it, Black, where did the storm of all the wolves go? In front of me now I see only a good-for-nothing yellow-mouthed chick. Where is the fire? Where did the lust for murder go? - Continuing to tease John, Jack quipped, carefully watching the Hunter rise from the ground, shaking off the withered leaves.
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