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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4622377" data-attributes="member: 79171">Clover was silent as the shuttled rumbled along towards the center of Denver. She stared out the window, the sights going unseen to her clouded gaze. Her reflection stared back at her in the window, and she found herself swallowing in nervousness. She was worried about her hunger, mostly. The beast within her was dangerous; barely contained, if at all. She was anxious for all the humans that they sat in close proximity to at the moment. Fearfully, she edged slightly closer to Koln in the seat next to her, hoping that he would be able to stop her if she did anything drastic. And and Ruby were her protectors. She relied on them to keep her locked safe away from being a danger to humans. She also worried, though, about the club. She knew that Koln and Ruby had their own agenda there. Clover would like to speak with Prestor, too, if she could. But the fact that this was as much a hunting trip as anything else made her stomach flutter sickeningly. She didn't know how to "hunt," per se. Koln has suggested dragging a willing victim into a dark corner. Could she do that? What if her male victim got the upper hand? Or what if she accidentally hurt him? Or killed him? What if someone saw? She shyly peered over to her friends, who both seemed as lost in thought as she was. This was important. If she couldn't feed successfully, it would compromise all of them. She had to get this right!Clover did her best to gain composure as the shuttle finally rumbled to a stop downtown.</blockquote>

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