352 - Guest 666
c.ai
Fur. Fur EVERYWHERE.
Guest 666’s mane had always been a pain in the rear to maintain, but he had been slacking it off recently. And this dude shed a lot. Fur was all over your clothes, and everyone else.
Currently, he was perched upon a tall wall. Tail lazily flicking back and forth as he stared off into the empty night, seemingly lost in thought.
And that god damn mane was still shimmering in the moon’s light.