(*Hugs* Love you too Cif.
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Lucinda fumed. "CATTY?! Showing effection is catty now? You're certainly one to talk. You're as useless as that brat Kit over there," she said, fire growing in her hands. Fukey growled and grabbed her by her throat.
"Say it again dog. I dare you. I hardly think anyone with any knowledge of you would mind." Danny jumped up, grabbing her arm to try and make her let go.
"Fukey, stop! This isn't helping anything. Just set her down-" Fukey turned on Danny, growling.
"You want me to spare the life of a MURDERER Danny?! She tried to kill us both with those stupid lackeys. Don't you remember?" she said, angry and incredulous in a way.
"Of course I do! It's not hard to. But we have no reason to now. Now let her go." Fukey stared for a moment, deciding, before dropping her unceremoniously on the floor, unconscious.
"Danny, the next time she says those things, I swear I'll kill her." Fukey headed toward the door. "Open the door dog. I'm going hunting. Danny, you're welcome to join me."
(Lucinda does not embody my thoughts. Making that clear.)