Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 7

Menia woke with a start and sat bolt upright. She was soaking with sweat, her hair was stuck to her face, and her sheets were a wadded mess. What the hell? She sat for a minute, breathing, smelling, listening. Had it been a bad dream? If so there was...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 6

Menia sat in front of the little market on a bench. The smell of coffee, pastries, and breakfast sandwiches rode the morning air out of the shop's open door. The ring and cla-clunk of a cash register sounded here and there, customers came and went....

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 5

Mrs. Cankson stood there waiting for her host to tell her where to go, where they could sit and talk. "Are you thirsty? Do you want anything to drink?" "Water's fine. Unless you have tea?" "We have tea. A lot. I can read them?" "Do you have...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 4

There was a bandage wrapped around Tallish's head. He had a cast on his right foot that almost reached his knee, and his arm had tubes running into it. A nurse stood behind Menia and held her by the shoulders. She brushed the hair out of the girl's...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 3

Mrs. Cankson greeted each student by name, gave them a smile, a nod, a word, and set the essays they passed her into her inbox basket. Today she was wearing a loose fitting pink crop top that was thin enough to almost be see-through. Even though the...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 2

Chp. 2 Breakfast was quiet. It usually was. Tallish would read the paper while Menia flicked through her phone. That happened today too, but there was a storm inside of Tallish's head. He hoped his girl missed it, and given how engrossing her phone...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 1

Chapter. 1 With a final few taps, a click, and five refreshes of rune selection (to prove she was sentient) the ad was posted. She crossed her arms, looking it over, considering. The logo her dad had come up with was, let's be honest, rather 'dad'. It...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 9

The burgers arrived an hour after Menia placed the order. Given how long they took to arrive she and her dad figured they'd be cold. The squirrel delivery driver assured them the food had been made only minutes before he picked the order up. He said it...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 8

Mrs. Cankson was headed down the hall toward her classroom, talking to a student as she went. The male feline's tail swished back and forth, coming close to tapping Neroli's butt when it swayed to the right. Menia was behind them, waiting for the...

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Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 10

Menia's hands were all over Rava. Exploring every part of him, she was beaming. She had both hands dug into the fur of his neck and was hug-petting him while he licked her face. She opened her mouth and let him lick inside. Tallish was torn, she...

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