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[ANIMA B.]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana"][b]"Ah... Shit." She swears again when she sees Malkyn, shaking her head slightly as she equates the idea that somebody might have been listening to her. It would be an interesting question though - would Anima like to return to the past? She does miss Calian and Andras when they liked her and the three were close and inseparable. She misses her sister, who she feels has gone but placing why is a task. Elizabeth is most likely dead and Anima is loathed to admit that.

She looks to Malkyn a little closer, and it's hard to miss her staring, her jaw slightly slack as she looks at the Hellhound. She can't deny that Malkyn looks intimidating, just like Talia does, but she's still surprised and suitably impressed. It earns a quiet wolf whistle from the winged panther before she answers the question. [b]"Tastes better.
Might cover up some of the swampi...ness of everything in Tanglewood - salt and pepper does wonders ya know. Don't think I've met you before... Anima. Aren't you Talia's..." She makes a vague gesture with her paws, unsure as what to term Malkyn as, wife? Girlfriend? Waifu for life-u? She's not sure.