Showing posts with label Werecats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Werecats. Show all posts
Friday, September 5, 2025
Fatty Noir
It's going to take a Black Panther to take out Elizafat, and I got one. I sold Catrine, my only werecat. Hunter James Bond Biden drowned her. Monster High 2 had me wanting Torelei, but I like Fatty better. I love her gloves and hands. She's clawsome. I ordered the new Day of the Dead Skelita too which gives me three, but I'm keeping the Howliday ones in the box. I want the bootique hotel too, soon. Stay tuned for the finale of O, My Ra...
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