water through my hands

[Svara Thames]

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Svara just watched the female. Her yellow eyes the door to all her evil thoughts. The young she wolf already knew this had to be the female firefly had spoke to her about once. It had been in passing, but the french accent had said it all. Though she wasn't to sure what had been done to piss firefly off, most likely it had just been the female breathing on her coat. Giving people a hard time was so much fun. "No, not yet. Though I'm sure your to much of a pansy to. I'm not worrying." Svara said with an evil smirk. She was quit happy to pick on the female. To bait her into anger. Just like all the others she would see how far she could push the women before she couldn't be pushed any farther. The young female had brought many to the end of their ropes. It brough her pleasure to show them their weakness.

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