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"Happy birthday, malkoto I momche ". Mom had prepared a special breakfast to take with her for her birthday. "Today, you will receive a wonderful gift, you will see," said Mina, while threading the bag in his backpack.
Davil was happy, sure that once back at the house things would go better, for this, smiled at the mother, he slipped the quiver on his shoulders, and followed his father out of the castle. With the intention of giving him listening to not ruin the beautiful day that was expected to be.
He showed features impassive throughout the morning, followed the orders of his father, and he watched yet another fox to be torn by dogs.
He was sure that he could remain many, both for the start of the season, both for the fact that it had taken so many from depopulate the forest.
When the time came for the snack, Davil pulled out the bag that he had prepared his mother. A sandwich of chocolate, her favorite. The uniforms as always with dr. Crain.
Newton was happy, finally his son began to collaborate. The made ruffled her hair and smiled at him. "Happy birthday, son".
Then she bit the sandwich and ate together, for a while they talked about school and the fact that even Davil wanted to become a doctor one day.
You appisolarono, still lying on the blanket: with the sun high, it was pleasant to be in the middle of the snow. The horses and the dogs were resting in their turn.
When Davil he opened his eyes, he noticed that it was getting late and the sun was alre above.
But dr. Crain was gone. "Dad!" he started to call him.
Could not be went away, leaving him there alone with the horses.
So Davil he went to look, fearing that it would become dark and into the woods.
And just as you also asked where they were, the dogs began to hear their complaints. Followed in their tracks, convinced that his father had found another fox to reach the vision of society that you would never have been able to present.
The dogs were freaked out. Azza Dr. Crain had been tied to the bark of a tree with a thick rope, and was sprinkled of the residues remained of the last fox hunted that day. The dogs were identified as well as the master and the prey. Everything Davil he was able to see the body with a limp of his father, while the hounds even if it did, it was shout. Shout breathlessly. Kerys Got out of the Camaro as soon as the engine died down and he took off the safety catch, with his jacket excited to be clothed and your head is full of too many things to keep up with my legs. I wanted to get away, but I continued to feel his hands on me. His thoughts on him. Her mouth on him. I was furious. Also, mainly because he was so deep inside my mind. It was something that I couldn't accept. "Kerys" he called me back immediately. "Wait, fuck". But I was inviperita. Not badai even where I was going. Only when I recognized the profile of the house, I realized that he had just parked in the yard of his house.
