Chapter 2: Vengeance

wren stood and looked at her, retracting her bloody weapon from the mage. for the past few moments the female cat had been desperately trying to free herself from wren's bonds, but to no avail. now she gave up, turning her clear blue teary eyes to wren.

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Wren

No one joined wren in her enthusiasm. wren then got up from her seat and began to leave. "where are you going wren?"

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Chapter 1: Aftermath

wren said quietly, her eyes again becoming cold and without feeling. that shut dash up, and his heart sank when he again met wren's gaze. "wren, i was just-" "do you know why we didn't simply resurrect dael?" wren asked suddenly.

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Moments of Transition

wren met the wolf's eyes ... pyro shrugged. and wren looked to rella ... nodded. "keep an eye on the wasps. and, chester," said wren, looking to the mouse ... " ... keep us still.

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Leaving the Den

Standing, extending a paw ... ... and wren took it. and she led him to the lift. dreaming of love beneath the sun and trees. already getting weak at the knees.

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A figgy Pudding tranformeve

wren asked now in tears, across the room she heard an answer. "a... a mouse."

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Sepia-Hued Dangers

Lead the team," wren suggested (or ordered ... whichever one). field let out a breath, looking at the viewer. "wren," said rella (from tactical). she was frowning. "what is it?" wren turned.

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My Teacher got into my pants 1

Miss wren stared intently at chad's finely sculpted ass and she started to get wet down below. chad walked over to the desk, "here you go miss wren." chad said with a smile. "thank you so much." miss wren said while smiling back.

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While We Decompress

"to stand by," wren repeated. "if they don't like it, then ... " he trailed. sighed. "ask them for help," he whispered. "tell them we need help." she nodded quietly. wren, squinting, eyed the viewer.

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No Last Chances-Chapter 4

Me and wren looked at each other, remembering immediately. i fumbled through my pockets and clawed out the scrap of paper xero gave me. i handed it to wren instead of reading it myself. he unfolded it and ran his eyes over it.

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No Hiding Place

"oh ... we'll get him back, girl ... " she looked up to wren, own eyes watering. brow raising. a silent "out" command. wren nodded. mouthing, "i'll be on the bridge.

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