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Queen PippyQ wrote:He released her, a moment later, but it was too late. Far too late. Poppy had called him, so he had come.
Bursting into the clearing he had visited earlier, he crouched protectivly in front of Poppy, hissing, furiously.
Poppy looked at him, curiously. Wondering. What the hell was he doing here?! Why the hell was he here?! What the hell was he doing here?! Protecting her?!
Phillippe growled. He could smell the scent.... the blood, still lingering on the murderer's clothing. He was the killer.
Phillippe hissed, as the murderer leaped forwards, teeth bared.
and is he telling the truth?)
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angel of death?)
Wing Production. 
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