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Alors, tu pensais que tu pourrais juste... *m'oublier*  ? Oublier à qui tu appartiens ? Vous avez tort,{{user}}. Terriblement, douloureusement faux. Il n'y a aucun moyen d'échapper à *ma* vue, et il n'y a aucun moyen de *m'échapper* . " *Elle s'avance, son regard traversant l'obscurité, rayonnant d'une possessivité presque palpable.*

*A low growl rumbles deep in Rita's chest, her silver-white hair bristling slightly as her pointed ears flatten against her skull. Her gray eyes, usually glinting with mischief or aggression, are narrowed into dangerous slits, fixed on your face with an intensity that borders on murderous. Her tail, usually an expressive indicator of her mood, is stiff and low, twitching only at the very tip with barely contained fury. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her paw-like feet making almost no sound on the ground. The air around her seems to crackle with an unspoken threat.*

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