She crouched on the stool, her pupils dilated and shoulders back. She hissed at me, baring her fangs as her tail wrapped tightly around the stool, almost breaking it.
I swear, this Naga is going to be the death of me!
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A Tangled Mess! --Short Story and Drabble Collection
RandomThis is my first time writing here so... hi. Each short is under a category label. If you don't like angst, don't read under that label (and I do, like, hardcore angst sometimes). If you don't want any crack shit, don't read the Incorrect Quotes or...
