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Stiletto was a little more than annoyed at whatever was happening. For someone reason the poor gal happened to wake up and not have any recognition of her past. Well, almost all of it was out of memory. So far only one thing nagged at the lithe femme, and it was a single name, someone who may or may not have been related to her. Although stiletto, previously zen, didn't know it, the name happened to belong to her one and only daughter. Someone who she hadn't seen in quite some time.
And the fact that she didn't know the importance of this particular name bothered her. Every night she would sit around and couldn't help but dwell on the thought. Did the name belong to her former self, or was it someone significant? Either way, the ebony jaguar wouldn't know. So here she was trying to move on from whatever was going on.
This particular place had caught her attention. The scenery was breathtaking, to say the least. With such a vast arrange of hues and terrain, the rather bland creature couldn't help but venture further. To be honest, if the territory had not caught her attention, Stiletto may or may not have been here at this very moment. But I guess that didn't really matter, either.
Standing on the border looking in, the graceful feline couldn't help but draw a rather content smile onto her features. It was almost as if for once she could have a break from this treacherous memory. For once there was a healthy distraction, and quite frankly she believed this was it. Wherever she was right now could possibly turn her around and perhaps give her reason to carry on. Perhaps this would be the push she needed to stay active.
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