Go for it!
The young goat was ready to do this thing. Smiling as he dropped the back pack to the ground, a puff of dust went up in the air. The pack was filled with everything he would need to climb this mountain cliff, tools of the trade. Not that he would need...
Winning One
The lights in the studio were blinding. Beyond the blinding glare and the electric hum, it was hot. The bear next to him had taken to fanning herself, the slight movement of her shirt wafting up the scent of her sweaty fur and underlying scent of...