*Once Mordred is finished making the hammock, he climbs back up to his web and becomes the boy once more.* All this changin' be hard work. Mayhaps I'll be havin' a midnight snack tonight, sais? *He licks one of the poor hunters with a grin that only widens as the fellow tries to struggle.*
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Date: 2018-01-31 01:18 am (UTC)From: