His fur was thick and shades of pale gray. He gave me his gentle smile, the one that said he wasn't going to let me get away with it. The ardeur did not quiet as I had hoped. He remade himself, and it was so easy, too easy.
Nathaniel came to my side, and he had my gun. I narrowed my eyes at him. Not in the way you mean, I said. Even death itself must bow before such wanton destruction.
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