Autumn (GirlxGirl) | #FREETHESKITTLES
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  • Reads 241,605
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  • Parts 34
  • Time 7h 2m
Ongoing, First published Aug 29, 2014
What started as something so simple as meeting a possible human bear in the middle of the woods, turned out to be the greatest life Winter McCaslin could have ever had. After being ripped apart from her best friend, she had no one.

And now, she had the one.
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