HOW MANY WAYS || MEETING 11/16

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IN THE SUMMER SILENCE,
I WAS GETTING VIOLENT

In all fairness, Quantum minded the visit to the mountains very little; she enjoyed hunting the game here, with the uneven land to up the challenge. Thus far, she managed well enough to hunt the mountain goats and other creatures that called the lands home -- though she kept a careful eye out for some more interesting kills, like feral snow leopards or rarer, near mythical creatures that might call the mountainside home.

So, in a relatively good mood, the tigress plopped her ass down in front of Marina. She hated the whole waiting for other shitheads to arrive, so she brought a chunk of ribs to slobber over while she waited.

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