Tanith Alde
Your Highness
Lizzy lay on the park bench lazily. The sun was hot, and it had turned the young felacation quite drowsy with remarkable quickness. She had selected the park bench as her napping spot and was laying on it, her ears twitching every now and then and her tail hung over the back of the bench limply. Her petite body slowly rose and fell as she snored the day away. The park appeared empty, and Lizzy hand't seen anyone come into it with the last few hours, so it seemed a good enough place to rest. It was a good day.
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