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Andy had never been this angry. Never had she been so destructive. Blood dripped from her mouth, tears leaked from narrow eyes. Her blue optics were ablaze with hatred. Blood seeped from between her claws, oozing due to the pressure of her talons in the ground.Heaving chest begging for air through shallow breaths, she started at something that she clearly disliked: her reflection in a broken mirror.
To those watching, it would be an unexpected shock. Misfit would walk up to the mirror, face emotionless. She stopped in front of the looking glass, then sitting on her back haunches, she raised her forepaw and slammed them into the mirror. The sound of breaking glass would follow, shards of the mirror cutting into her pads and between her claws. The force of the blow knocked the mirror down, and it landed on its back.
Was she possessed? She wasn't sure. "Fuck you." she'd mutter furiously through clenched teeth. And that's where she would stay, crying silently as she glared at her reflection.
#andybc
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