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[Belladonna]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]It wasn't long before someone arrived; a pretty jaguar, her features split down the middle - the snake, however, made her flinch a little, but it didn't look like Moses was going to attack her or anything; if she didn't get on Amunet's bad side.

Belladonna would have sat down, but she didn't want to get any more of her coat wet; instead she adjusted the straps on her satchel, and anxiously checking her book was still secured. "U-uh," she stammered nervously, before speaking again. "Belladonna Arbor." she introduced herself, not too sure how to explain why she was there - maybe she was looking for her destiny. "I'm, looking for shelter, somewhere to stay... I believe I might... might be being chased right now."