m-To Catch a Thief
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Amy's ears twitched at the sound of approaching steps. Her eyes narrowed, body quietly tensing in preparation for the battle that was sure to follow. This one was a lot lighter than the other, weighing less than Amy instead of more, the steps telling the sure tale. Small flashes of red flickered from the corner of her eye. Amy was ready, fangs pulled up in a smile, knowing what would come. A small male hybrid revealed himself, easing down to grab the dress. His guard wasn't even up, ridiculous for such a dangerous act. Oh well. It just made what she was going to do that much simpler.

With a powerful lunge Amy moved up from the water. There was no doubting that she was beautiful, but a deadly kind of beauty it was, muscle smoothly moving to take her over to where the thief stood. Forcefully she slammed into him, hitting him into the ground. Hackles raised the wet dog found herself kneeling over top of the thief, fangs bared. Her brown eyes glittered with excitement, knowing what would follow. A single hand reached up, almost caressing him as she removed the dress from his grip. What have we here? A thief? I don't take kindly to thieves. Her voice was silken, could almost be mistaken as kind, if not for the look of pure hunger in her eyes.


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