touch of chaos
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Zana had a relaxed strange way of dealing with her clan mates and it was as everything was a bit of a joke in her eyes. When the other woman seemed to start having a shit fit about her exploring the mansion she had already explored a few times before she merely just rolled her eyes and mocked her new mate. "Yes, Yes. And the bigger beam that was holding that plank in place will hopefully squash your fat head!" She knew she should play nicely but she didn't actually hate this new woman, she was just unclear how in the world to deal with her strange fears.

She was rather surprised though that Alma had indeed followed her into the room and while Zana had been busy running a hand over a very dusty table she turned back to the woman to explain. "When the winter winds come maybe you will understand. Either you find home that has ways of keeping itself warm, you find cave and lots of blankets and pelts.. or you live in my den.. " Zana believed she had the best den location, it was right in the middle of the hot springs and kept warm all the time. She eyed the woman a moment before adding. "You too fat though, not fit in my den. Much too fat." She smiled sweetly as she added the horrid words. She probably deserved some terrible fate, but Zana had already suffered enough and she doubted that the fates would be that cruel to make her suffer twice over.


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