[The post begins with footsteps and panting; Anemone's turned it on mid-run, but hasn't spoken yet. Her breathing from the run is quick and hurried, but it also sounds rather labored and wet. Her pace doesn't let up, but a strange, beastly roar comes up behind her. Claws slash and her shirt and flesh tear, and she cries out for a moment.]

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