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Subject: :: Beautiful In Death ::

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Mereret

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Date Posted: 21:27:11 12/01/02 Sun
In reply to: Sun 's message, "|Lust Is Forever|" on 12:16:50 12/01/02 Sun

*not having bothered shielding her presense from him, let alone anyone else, she smirked inwardly, her outward features remaining stoic and unchanged. Kitten, hmm? Perhaps it was her feline grace and sensual behavior that led others to believe she was a mere kitten or perhaps it was her tendancy to purr and indulge herself with the pleasures of the flesh when and with whomever she pleased. More than likely, however, it was all of the above. Much to the delight or horror, depending on the tastes of others, this kitty had claws and wouldn't hesitate to use them. She was a predator, born into damnation by the brother-lover whose same venomous blood pulses through her own icy veins. Kitten? No. She was a lioness; hunting and killing came natural to her. As a mortal child, she remembered seeing her first lioness and remembered the feeling of awe as the huntress worked with her sisters in bringing down an ivory cow from her family's herd. Pale silver eyes slowly turning into the color of the golden sands from her homeland, she chuckled. Yes. Now, she was like that lioness, only this kitty hunted alone and for more than one reason.* Oh? Perhaps you should flee, mon cher. I fear you have been a naughty little mouse and deserve to be punished. This kitty wishes to play. *features begining to change after a moment, an expression of amusement worked its way onto her attractive visage*

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Subject	Author	Date
\|Lust Is Forever\|	Sun	08:32:10 12/08/02 Sun
:: Beautiful In Death :: -- Mereret, 22:55:59 12/09/02 Mon \|Lust Is Forever\| -- Sun, 05:07:23 12/10/02 Tue