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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ashy" data-source="post: 1806904" data-attributes="member: 312">The shifter keeps her hand extended for an awkward moment, but then slowly places her hand back in her lap.  She shoots Litlow a pained and confused look.  With a frown on her face, she looks back to the Lady and tries to concentrate on what is being said.  Slowly, deep within her belly, she can feel the hot coils of her anger - her feralness - beginning to unwind and expand.  They threaten to overtake her at any moment...In an attempt to keep her fury in check, Snow-in-Dusk bows her head slightly, looking down at her hands in her lap for a moment and then rises from the table.  She excuses herself and locates the privy (or steps outside if need be) and casts detect evil.  She then, after a moment or two, returns to the conversation, looking at those gathered at the table.</blockquote>