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"You tell us she is a skin-stalker, but there has been no proof" Queen Henuttawy raised one hand Her attention had never shifted off Rue
Watching these i ally cats fight
"You want me to touch one of you?" Rue asked
Queen HenuttawyShe ht have expected Miw-Sher to protest the danger to her queen, but apparently this was not that kind of monarchy Rue supposed that one simply did not question the decision of a cat
Rue put out her hand, and after a ertips
Rue’s bones began their painful fracturing and re-for, her muscles shifted, her skin stretched and slid about, and her hair crawled over her body to for her clothes, pleased in her choice of attire for once She had not destroyed her robe Primrose would be proud
"There, you see," said Tasherit proudly
The queen wore a look of profound disco"
"You wear it well enough," said Miw-Sher
Queen Henuttawy shrugged, an aard jerky movement as if she would rather lash a tail She took a slow ard, whiskers twitching This cat form felt no different than when she stole it from Tasherit This was no surprise, for that was hoorked olves Rue stole their immorality, but the animal shape was her own
"So it is true, a skin-stalker is ahts?" Miw-Sher spoke into the silence
Tasherit rolled her eyes "Don’t be ridiculous No one believes that old nonsense"
The queen’s eyes narrowed "Still so dised"
Tasherit inclined her head "I have not" She angled her body away from the queen and towards Primrose, a sway of intent like of a compass needle towards true north
"Ah," said Miw-Sher The queen flinched
Tasherit continued "I have done as I see fit Heedor not We will leave you to it"
Queen Henuttawy shifted towards her, fingers reaching to touch Tasherit’s infinitely beautiful face "You could coled her head in as if scenting the other woed too much"
"You look the same"
"And you look mortal Let us put some distance between you and the skin-stalker, for your own safety"
The queen turned to Miw-Sher, dislad I came," said Primrose, who hadn’t said a word until that moment