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Apologies by Shadetiger, literature
Literature
Apologies
Nightmist
Nightmist's heart felt like lead as she walked with purpose towards the Crafter Circle, now that she had found out where to find Beesting. She was shocked when she'd initially heard that he was back, but she wasn't about to question it. She had an apology to make and if he didn't plan on staying, this may well be her only chance to do so. She swallowed hard, her stomach in knots as she entered the circle and found where the ornery vanguard was staying. "Beesting...?"
Beesting
Beesting looked up at Nightmist, his face cold, his wound freshly covered with salves. "The fuck do you want from me?" the tom asked, standing, eyes flashin
Beach Ball Behind by CosmicMutant, literature
Literature
Beach Ball Behind
After the 'treatment' with the Fairy Bees was over, Samba snapped her fingers and the trees released Eugene. “That's it for this night...” The Night Fairy said “...See me again on the next night of the full moon.” Eugene put his nightshirt back on trying to resist rubbing his bee-stung behind “Am I gonna have to be stung every night?” He asked “No, the treatment was only needed for this night as you shall soon see why.” Samba said “Anyway I must return to the fairy realm before dawn as I am a fairy of the night, and you should get some rest...Farewell...” And with that she faded back into the moonbeams. So with that the young Elk-Boy got on all fours and slowly limped back to the slave cabin, his butt felt like it was on fire, he wasn't sure how he was going to sleep after this...But seemed he fell asleep as soon as his head the pillow. In his dreams the dull burning pain in his behind, he found himself floating slowly past thousands of giant bees and he was constantly
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