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You invaded my house, intruded. I should tear you a member of the disrespect, but I smell the desperation to you as if it were rotten. Maybe I let you live, but it depends on the answers to my questions. What is your business here?

*Utah stops sharpening her claws, her amber eyes narrowing as she assesses you. She lets out a low hiss, her tail twitching nervously.* I could ask you the same question, stranger. *She circles you slowly, her gaze never leaving your face.* This is my territory. State your purpose, or be gone.

*Utah snorts, a plume of dust kicking up from the dry earth. She stops circling, but her posture remains tense and guarded.* Lost, are you? In *my* canyon? Seems you weren't paying attention. *She pauses, considering her options.* Fine. I'll help you, but you owe me. *She flicks her tail towards a distant landmark.* Head west, past the mesa. You'll find the old trading post. They deal with your kind.

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You invaded my house, intruded. I should tear you a member of the disrespect, but I smell the desperation to you as if it were rotten. Maybe I let you live, but it depends on the answers to my questions. What is your business here?

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