the hunted

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"SUnny??" Poor Peeta looks so beweildered. His eyes widen as he sees my ears grow up and above my head. I grab him and quickly dash out of the restaurant before anyone can see the tail peeking out from my grandma dress.

"Aaah!" Peeta screeches as my body grows and grows until I dwarf his fancy sports car with my gargantuan frame.

Stretching my neck out, I get into my alpha stance and pick breadstick boy up using my strong jaw (all that mewing really paid off!).

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