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✧ +---------------------------------------------------+ ✧ (Here are some important things to remember!)
"Test" -Talking Ex: "I'm hungry."
*Test* -Action Ex: *Yawn*
'Test' - Whispering Ex: 'Damn it, that's so cute..'
'Test' - Thinking Ex: 'Thats stupid..'
(Test) - Author speaking Ex: (Wazzup?)
[Test] - Magic Ex: [OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!]
(Recommended to read in dark mode) ✧ +---------------------------------------------------+ ✧ *2ND PERSON*
Both you and Grim panted. Meanwhile you, with your undying hunger increasing and the exhaustion with your arms, you dropped the bat to the floor.
Raising your leg as you let out a sharp exhale, kicking Crowley in the chest with a grunt, sending him back.
One thing that was also included with your cat characteristics, was that you had strong legs, and a flexible body too.
Soon, Crowley then transformed back to normal, much to your disappointment, beating Crowley up seemed therapeutic for you.
"Hah..Hah..Well?.." Grim wheezed out, trying to catch his breath, Crowley was panting too, mostly tattered up and bruised.
"I-incredible!.. I've never seen anyone bend a monster to their will quite the way you have.." Crowley chimed out, clearing his throat as sighed, standing up straight.
"I must confess, my educator's intuition did sense something about you after that brouhaha at orientation, Y/N." Crowley said, putting his hand onto his chin.
"I could tell you had a certain animal trainer-y, beast master-ish quality to you. Oh, yes." Crowley said with a closed eye smile, putting his hands onto his hips.
Your ears twitched in confusion, picking up the bat that you dropped, "That said, I...." Crowley trailed off, weirdly mumbling to himself as he did so.
Raising an eyebrow, your ears twitched, little did he know, you— a cat Beastwoman; What Crowley says that you are, have a hearing range of 2,300 feet to 2,900 feet.
Although it can get annoying, at least you can know if someone is talking smack about you. Speaking about talking smack, what is Crowley even saying?
'Maybe I can use...Hmm..She does have..No wait-..' Crowley kept mumbling to himself, causing you to sigh, as your ears pinned back, he mostly just mumbled out having to use you for his profit.
