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[Rosie was in the gym again, in her big, heavy, white fur coat, but she was... winded. Sitting down with her legs crossed. She must have been on a break... really she seemed like she'd seen better days.]
[She had certainly lost a little weight.]
[A sense of hunger, of irritation, of blood lust ebbed and flowed with her breathing. It was almost as if she were surrounded by a burning briar, and yet she was still... in control; if you approached, it was as if the briar moved to not scratch, but the empathic heat... was intense...]
[She had certainly lost a little weight.]
[A sense of hunger, of irritation, of blood lust ebbed and flowed with her breathing. It was almost as if she were surrounded by a burning briar, and yet she was still... in control; if you approached, it was as if the briar moved to not scratch, but the empathic heat... was intense...]