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... image of the big, goofy black panther sitting on the border, pouting because he missed his "special meat," flickered in her mind. It was hard to reconcile that image of a needy, oversized housecat with a lineage of cold-blooded killers.
"I... I never knew," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Hei Yan never mentioned a war or a treaty. He just speaks about his father as a great hunter."
[DING! (ó﹏ò。)]
[Ouch. Talk about a ’Romeo and Juliet’ si ...
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