beware of the fury of the patient man
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She was avoiding Lucifer. Again. As always. They were done and over, and she was dealing with that. She knew her time was numbered her in twilight Vale. She would deal with that when the time came. An idea was niggling her mind. A good idea. A grand idea. She mostly ignored it.

A scent made her turn around. Unfamiliar, angry, dangerous. Her fur stood on end like an enraged cat as she saw a shape flit through the trees. A growl began soft in her throat. Who's there?! She wished she didn't sound so uncertian. And she couldn't help it.


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