you've grown claws
watch the "not" cub club the "hot" club
chide!
this mutiny turned grisly
now he holds every bear's eyes
"feed me, lead me"
hunting beta cub
trouble haunts you beta cub
the lake
can't know how it tastes unless you plan to stay
"no... we can't stay
don't clip my claws."
caught near the virgin's heart inside her locking arms
locked in her deep hold
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