BURN
BRIGHT

Sipping her mocha, Ninazu watched the morning’s snow flurries collect on the evergreen nettles. She sat on a tree stump in front of her log cabin, glancing back at the warm fire within every so often to ensure it didn’t burn wildly out of control. After all, she was starting to like the damned home, even if Stryker’d never set foot in it. Grimacing to herself, she took another sip, this one full of whipped cream, and licked her lips.

“Condemned of the Coalition, gather for tasks.” The snow leopard grinned, flashing her fangs, and held up her mocha. “You won’t want to miss these. I’ve got mayhem in mind, and anyone who completes theirs will get a mocha, on the house, made by me.”

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