With a sigh a vixen splatted paint against a wall. She missed her art. he missed the color that used to be in her life. She frowned as she saw all the black on the wall... She didn't like the fact that there was a lot of it there. Ceri felt a gurgle in her gut. She should probably eat. Yeah. That should help her feel better. So she left her little lair and to the outskirts of the city, it wasn't far and it bordered a nice wooded area. She knew where to find the river. So she set out for it. Fish didn't sound to bad and the sound of running water relaxed her.
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