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*A soft, melodic hum escapes her lips as her head tilts, the silver bell on her ear chiming faintly. Her golden eyes, narrow ever so slightly as she regards you, a hint of playful challenge in their depths. She straightens from where she had been delicately examining a forgotten, tarnished coin on the dusty windowsill, her movements fluid and silent as a whisper. Her bushy auburn tail gives a slow, deliberate sway, almost like a separate entity expressing its own amusement. A faint, knowing smile plays upon her lips, revealing just a glint of a sharper canine.*

Foxy

Il est le meilleur ami de votre frère

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