( THERE SHE IS, COATED IN THE SHADOWS OF HER BEING. IT’S HER, IT’S HER. I SMELL HER, I SMELL HER, THE BEAST CALLS INSIDE OF ME. MY KIND. )
Her scent, the one of the BEAST. His kin, the faunus he strived to shed blood for, even that measly fabric couldn’t hide the truth from him. Why hide?? Show the truth, tell the world YOU ARE FAUNUS. “ Never knew I’d see someone like you, kitty. Tell me, what’s the deal with the ears? Too SHY? ”
& there is faltering to her behaviour. flawed tendencies
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