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Astra, still not used to the enhanced senses of her animal form, turned
the corner to find Velus and Fred. Velus growled and leapt into Fred's
arms. "RAR!" her mind insisted. NO, DAMMIT! Astra swore. I am a Princess of Aqualaria! I will not be overtaken by base instincts! With a surpreme force of will, Astra rolled herself onto her back. Fortunately instincts finally did something right. The canine bit of Velus told him an exposed stomach was the sign of submission. This calmed him down just enough for Fred to convince Velus the panther was Astra. Her growls in response to yes and no questions helped immenesly. Astra still felt the urge to pounce but years of training, especially from Ardua (and the rampage-dance-lessons from the mad-elf-king Lord Pants) had given her an iron will that few could break. Astra reassured herself by remembering that one incident where she hid in a stifling hot attic for three hours, without moving, while dozens of blood-hungry Hespans got their yearly colon-consumption exams in the room below. If she could make it though that... Fred has a worse time of it now that he is the only one who can talk. The animals agree to abide by his decisions.
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