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Zephyr:
> YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS




For a second there is stillness. The uncomfortable sensation of being somewhere hot and wet, like the inside of something's mouth, snaps off like a lightbulb.

The cool breese of an early spring afternoon ruffles through her hair.

Bina feels a moment of pure joy and elation. That instant of victory a small furry thing feels when the beast of horn and muscle and murderous intent, so hot on their heels only an instant before, leaps for their throat… and misses.


Chizita:
Suddenly feel all the pain. Ouchie.




And then the pain hits.

Morphimus:
> Pass out from blood loss.




Sounds like a good… idea…