#bergen_county

Lovecraft licks herself clean on a window ledge, the few chimerical fleas that tried to harbor on her know true madness as laps up their souls like a child might down sticky candy. A low purr that declares quiet carnage has ensued with the promise of more to come emanates from her.

PURRR... this pur is warm and full of love, as Scrot aka Peach, has joined Lovecraft on the ledge and rubbed against her with the deep affection she feels for all living creatures.

Lovecraft's eyes get VERY wide . It's... touching her.

Head bump, nuzzle.

Eye atwitch

(Minutes later)

Anne Marie walks by a kitchen cupboard, and hears a 'mew?'

"Oh Peach, HOW Do you keep getting trapped in there? And the smallest one too" She helps the poor animal out

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