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Abella’s panicked expression was locked on Kai, and she shook the jar at him – showering him in a big splash of water. Then she smashed the jar on the table, and it broke into a few good pieces – but she cut her own hand in the process. She picked up a big piece and waved that at Kai now, growling. Axelle held her arm out in front of Kai, as if to stop him if he decided to make a move against the girl. ”No, you won’t.” She eyed him dangerously, but turned back to the girl.

Seeing that Axelle defended her eased her mind a bit and she calmed down some. She lowered the piece of glass to her lap, but still kept it tightly clutched in her hand. ”Tyko is my master.” She had no idea who she was speaking to – Tyko never told her what his daughter looked like, let alone what any of his family looked like. He never shared anything with her before, so how could she know that she was putting him in danger? ”My name is Abella.” She said it quietly – no one had ever cared to know her name before. She felt a new respect for this female growing inside of her.

Abella looked away from the pair to fidget with the piece of glass in her hand, but when she looked back up – the sight she saw scared the shit out of her. Axelle seemingly was having an internal conniption. The black and white female began to growl deeply, but not at the girl. At that word. The name: Tyko. She stepped dangerously toward the girl, and Abella’s fear returned and she raised her hand holding the glass to defend herself against Axelle. ”Abella, you’re telling me that Tyko is your master?” Abella watched her, barely able to speak. ”Y-Yes…” Axelle realized she was scaring the shit out of the girl, and even though part of her didn’t give a crap – she calmed down some to a controlled furious. ”What does he look like?” It could have been a different Tyko, though she had never met anyone else with that name before.

Abella realized the female’s sudden interest in her master, and her own heart began to race. ”Why?” Realizing she was being disobedient, she quickly added, ”Black fur, pink eyes, really tall…” She hoped to save her own life; even though Tyko saved hers, she owed nothing but her life to him. And she never mentioned that she would not go against him. His death meant her freedom.

Axelle’s body lost control of her mind for about three seconds as she continued to snarl furiously. All the hair stood on end on her neck, back, rump and tail and all of her muscles seemed to tense and puff out. Kai may need to hold her back this time. She was ready for him, and she would have him soon with the help of this girl.

It took her a while to simmer down enough to talk again, and the pacing helped. In about five minute’s time, she turned to Abella again. ”I’m going to help you with your wounds and you’re going to tell me where he is.” Abella looked grave, but nodded slowly. She would bleed to death, she understood, if she didn’t get medical help. The only way she was going to be returned to him was if she led this female to Tyko. ”Can I ask your name.. Miss?” Her voice was quiet and barely spoken, as she wasn’t used to asking for anything from anyone.

Axelle looked up from pacing, completely ignoring everything around her except for Abella and the thought of Tyko swirling around in her mind. ”Axelle Napier.” Good. Now she knows who to fear. But Axelle didn’t necessarily want Abella to fear her, she just wanted to let it be known that she could be dangerous if needed be. As Axelle looked up, she noticed Abella’s eyes had widened and she seemed to realize where she was. The coygirl realized that Axelle was smarter than she looked.



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