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... s face in my fur.
“You’re so fluffy, Rir. Your fur always feels amazing,” he said. “Wait, are you grooming yourself before you show up because you know I always do this?” He lifted his head and instead began running his fingers along the length of my coat. “Now that’s just cute.”
I knew what my purpose was. It had been carved into my mind the moment I was born. I was a weapon, one created to chase down trespassers and cull them with my fangs. To spearhead assaults against any my ...
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