How did you afford this ring that I love, honey? [one-shot, getting her collar]

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    Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream —

    The weather was nice on this particular day. Jynx was just walking through the city, looking for something to hunt or scavenge for. Her stomach rumbled, and she curled her tail around her flank. Damn it, I really need to eat. I'm gonna get sick if I don't.

    Something caught her eye; not a small, scurrying prey animal, but something shining in the light. As she got closer, a horrendous smell filled her nostrils. Death and rot. A dead dog was lying in front of her, releasing an awful smell.

    But his collar was intact. She pulled it off his neck, then carried it back to the Blood House as fast as she could. Once she affixed it to her neck, she studied it in a broken mirror. It was black leather with shining spikes, and it was a little big on her. But she liked it anyway.