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There she was! She was walking toward him, and she didn't even look at shimmery. Evangelical Nightmare rubbed his face on his shoulder, trying to make the vision disappear again. It wasn't that he wanted it to vanish, rather it was that he simply could not stand to make a complete full of himself again. He didn't like having everyone staring at him for just talking to something they couldn't see.

Evangelical Nightmare blinked hard and the figure was still there. In fact, if was getting closer. "Anuva? Are you...real?"

"I've always been real, Evangelical Nightmare. Spirits are as real as anything. I am staying here for a while. Your training must begin." The pharaoh dog said. She was not a spirit, but in a physical form now, a pure black hairless type of dog. He checked the spirit butterfly, but it was still just a soul with no real body. Strange.

"My...training? I'm not six moons yet!" Evan exclaimed. He didn't mind learning stuff, but still, it seemed as though he could not lift a stick, so how much could he really do at his size and age? "What are you doing here, anyway? I've been looking for you for weeks!" And how he shows up? What was this? Evan scowled as she simply smiled at him, rather creepy. She was really beginning to piss him off. Evan hadn't even felt all that angry before.

"The Mistress has deemed it time." The bitch replied, her tail tip twitching. "Now why don't you introduce me to your clan?"

Evan sat down tightly, feeling uncooperative. No way was he going to help her. She was here now, after so long, and of course that was too late. It wasn't worth it. He shook his head, maw closed tightly. No more talking to her. He was mad.
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"She's nobody." Evan said thickly, through his teeth and still growling a tad lowly. The young tiger cub ears twitched irately. He glanced toward Corvo, glad for the distraction from the pharaoh. "Not really, Corvo. Everything sucks." He said in a rather fanciful child's idea of all good or all bad psychology. He was after all a young thing.

The dog rolled her eyes. "I'm Anuva, dearie. It's lovely to meet you." She said, extended a polite paw toward Dreampaw. She smiled sweetly, sliding her eyes toward Evangelical Nightmare for a second. "And as you mention it, I am rather chilled. Perhaps you know where I might find something warm? The spirit world doesn't really have temperature. I've forgotten winter."
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"Why yes, dearie. I've died." She took a short glance at Wingspan, smiling widely. "I suppose I am, my dear, Wingspan. My name is Anuva." She wasn't actually joining the clan, but she would say so as if she was. She was buying herself into this life, for however long a time as it took to get through to Evangelical Nightmare.

She smiled gratefully at the cinnamon she-cat. They were so accomadating, so sweet. Evan was the only one who mistrusted her, and it wasn't even that. He was just upset. He would fall in line soon enough. It wasn't as though he had anything to fear from her. She wasn't like those foolish snakes. She would not betray her mistress, and so it was in her interest to keep Evangelical Nightmare alive. "Thank you." She would have preferred something a tad newer, maybe something softer, like a new polar. Still, it was nice of them to share what little they had. She took the fallen fabric and pulled it over her shoulders, sitting down quietly. "It's an interesting place, Dreampaw. Some places are nice. Some are mysterious. Some are dangerous. It's just like here, only you never have to worry about whether or not you're going to die. Time moves strangely there. And you're never cold." She said.

Evan couldn't help but be curious to hear about the spirit world. Even if he was bad at her sudden appearance and the way she was supposedly seeming to be rather popular. The young tiger cub's eyes narrowed, licking his shoulder. He still couldn't help but feel extremely interested by what Anuva had to say. He had a lot to ask her, even though he didn't want to talk to her at all.
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"Why thank you." Anuva said with a bright smile flickering across her face. The young tiger cub rolled his eyes at her. "Would you mind showing me around, beautiful?" She said sweetly. The hairless dog was very good at being nice and polite. Apparently she had not lost her edge in human connectivity while she'd been dead. It wasn't as though she'd been all alone.

Evan padded quickly over to Corvo and brushed up against him. A hug was something, at least. Corov was great, always there for him. Not like the stupid butterfly that couldn't do a single thing for him. "Thanks dude."
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