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if blood is thicker than water, then you'll drown quicker than we intend. </style> Her curious mind violates the kitty, envisioning his skin snap upwards in one subtle twist before the chasm in his neck oozes and dries. She giggles as she thinks, and steps closer to the fanged cat, wild eyes playing with his risen neck strands. Her head tips as she rounds closer slowly, but not cautiously. October has forgotten her father at this instant as she preys on her kitty, lolling her tongue as he does so. Suddenly, he becomes slightly defensive, and the girl of the night pricks her ears rather than turning them. She slides closer still, eyes now locked on the meat of his kill, and she looks rather beautiful without skin on her stomach. |
Magic or force permitted any time, aside from death.
