LA DEVOTEE / o, trespassing

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Suiteheart was never fond of trespassers. Now, as her normal personality began to chip away into her primal state, she especially was not fond of those who crossed clearly marked borders. For the life of her, she couldn't understand why others just didn't stop and fucking wait.

To say she was in a bad mood would be an understatement. She was pissed, and the storm helped none. Suite usually enjoyed a good thunderstorm here and there, but today was another story. The thunder and lightning hurt her head. The only relief in all of this was the rain which was soothing. However, the calming effects of the shower would be disregarded when she happened upon the trespasser.

Coming to stand beside Warringkingdoms, the large polar bear shot daggers at the wildcat. "You're trespassing," she growled as if it weren't blatantly obvious. "You either give us a good reason for it or get the hell out of here."