Fufufufu have a teaser while I goes to bed!
Prowl heaved a sigh and carefully refilled the pot with the special liquid that nourished his tree, feeling particularly exhausted that orn. He had been avoiding his mother for the past few cycles, and made a point to beat a hasty retreat whenever he caught any glimpses of the femme nearby. She was up to something and he had strong suspicions about
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