Lake Lewisia #466

[scrubjayspeaks]

“Is...is this a basket of...meatloaf?” She stared at the unexpected and savory-smelling object currently occupying their front steps, a crescent moon emblazoned on the tea towel covering the still-warm lump of meat and a number of other foods packed inside. Her roommate bustled past her to scoop up the basket, beaming as they said, “Oh, cool, the Wolfenoot wolf came early this year!”

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