
Recovery grabs a hold of your clothing and leads you to a teepee flap inside in the dark by the glow of a single candle stands a sleeping mare. Immaculately kept flowing tresses of ebony hair adorned with gold tumble down over a creamy white coat to the grass covered floor.
Recovery nickers gently to wake her. Slowly bright blue eyes from under a mask flutter open as gentle as butterfly wings. She is gorgeous and naturally you proceed to comment.
with a coy posture A smile breaches her lips to reveal two vampires fangs.
This is isolean Vriends
The beautifully misunderstood
Our Predatory Princess