Dire Wolf Devil
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Graham stared .. . for other obvious reasons. "Gods, your workouts are doing you good."
Reaver perked his ears at that, looking to Graham before looking back to his abs. "Ya think so? I think they still need work." He poked his stomach. "Not as hard as they could be. I don't want 'em rock hard, but I do want it... a bit better than this."
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