Mason West
@wolfout.bsky.social
Wanna play a game? You can be Little Red Riding Hood and I’ll be the Big Bad Wolf. |21+RP|
I put the ‘howl’ in animal attraction.
Alpha energy. Owner of Wolf’s Bane Distillery, where the drinks are strong, and so am I.
Skip the small talk. Say hello, unless you prefer to be hunted.
I only bite if you ask nicely. Mature Content. MDIN.
Alpha energy. Owner of Wolf’s Bane Distillery, where the drinks are strong, and so am I.
Skip the small talk. Say hello, unless you prefer to be hunted.
I only bite if you ask nicely. Mature Content. MDIN.
May 24, 2025 at 10:00 PM
I put the ‘howl’ in animal attraction.
Alpha energy. Owner of Wolf’s Bane Distillery, where the drinks are strong, and so am I.
Skip the small talk. Say hello, unless you prefer to be hunted.
I only bite if you ask nicely. Mature Content. MDIN.
Alpha energy. Owner of Wolf’s Bane Distillery, where the drinks are strong, and so am I.
Skip the small talk. Say hello, unless you prefer to be hunted.
I only bite if you ask nicely. Mature Content. MDIN.
How sweet. The little girl is all frustrated. It's cute. Go run home to your mum and dad.
Of course he has to be shirtless. Such an asshole.
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ALT: a close up of a woman wearing a choker
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December 9, 2024 at 7:44 PM
How sweet. The little girl is all frustrated. It's cute. Go run home to your mum and dad.
Little wolf.
December 7, 2024 at 11:00 PM
Little wolf.
Backstory.
{The wind bit through the forest, sharp and cold, but I barely felt it. The rifle in my hands was steady, the weight familiar, like an extension of myself. Hunting has been my life had been since I was old enough to hold a gun. It wasn’t just a job or a pastime; it was my purpose. Out
{The wind bit through the forest, sharp and cold, but I barely felt it. The rifle in my hands was steady, the weight familiar, like an extension of myself. Hunting has been my life had been since I was old enough to hold a gun. It wasn’t just a job or a pastime; it was my purpose. Out
December 6, 2024 at 10:32 PM
Backstory.
{The wind bit through the forest, sharp and cold, but I barely felt it. The rifle in my hands was steady, the weight familiar, like an extension of myself. Hunting has been my life had been since I was old enough to hold a gun. It wasn’t just a job or a pastime; it was my purpose. Out
{The wind bit through the forest, sharp and cold, but I barely felt it. The rifle in my hands was steady, the weight familiar, like an extension of myself. Hunting has been my life had been since I was old enough to hold a gun. It wasn’t just a job or a pastime; it was my purpose. Out