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mall-caps;color:#660000;">there's no one here to tuck me in, so the shotgun will instead

        She moved in close, her tongue caressing his ear in a most inappropriate manner. Crimson eyes flashed, a grin stretching across his muzzle. A horrible, amused and sadistic expression that twisted his features into a maddened appearance. "Would you like to see," the coyote prince hissed, own muzzle finding it's way into the fur at her throat, "just how psycho I can be?" Fangs sought to grab flesh, biting down as his body began to twist and mold, shifting from the four-legged creature he'd been born as, into the mutant thing he could become.
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