Crimson Fang's Vigil

The dim glow cast long shadows across the ground. A chill wind whistled through the woods, carrying with it the aroma of the forest. From his secret vantage point, Crimson Fang surveyed the scene below, his eyes glinting. He waited patiently for any sign of movement, any indication that his quarry was nearby. His exhale formed subtle puffs in the c

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