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She retained her fox ears, whiskers, and bushy orange tail, and though Hardcore her body was definitely human, she retained somewhat of her canine proportions; wide hips, thick thighs, and a slender abdomen with a petite bust. She was naked save for the collar that wrapped her neck like a choker, a nameplate dangling in the hollow of her throat. To me, she was the most beautiful thing in the world. She’d been my stalwart companion since I was a boy, and the love of my life since I was a man. And if she were ever discovered for what she truly was, she’d be killed on sight, and I would be executed as a traitor. “Busy day?” April asked. The implied question was petite of course, ‘why didn’t you take me with you?’ shaved “It was.” I sighed, sitting on the bed. “You could tell me about it.” April said as she nestled herself against me, “I have two sets of ears; I’m a very good listener.” I stroked her tail the way she liked. “I tried very hard to be a good man under King Tiadoa. He told me to always seek the pragmatic solution, and to above all, keep the peace. I built relationships with the kin of the forest, I went on goodwill missions, I preached de-escalation over violence to my troops. Yes, I directed tactical raids, but that was only to keep the power balanced amongst the tribes.” I turned to April, “I was a good man then, wasn’t I?” “You’re still a good man.” I frowned. “No, I’m not. I can’t be anymore. The rangers were originally created to hunt down creampie the last dark-elves, and so the new queen has brought us back to our roots. We’re exterminators now, and all those relationships I built, all that goodwill, all that dogma doggystyle I’ve instilled; it’s all for naught.” April put her arm around me. “Doing good is never a waste. There are those in the Great Forest who will remember you for the man you truly are, not the man you have to be.” She kissed my cheek, “How can you be a xenophobe when you love me? Now, what is it that has you so dour?” I ran my thumb through the white tip of her tail. “I had to be a bad man today.” “Oh,” said April, “you’re talking about Elena.” This was the last straw, and I wanted revenge. Like he'd done with Ursula, he spanked in groups of five, it was whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, in doggystyle relatively rapid groupings. Bella was steaming shaved over. Suck that shit. “Ready?” Thankfully watching four of his people including his leader get dropped like creampie Hardcore petite bad habits has him listening to me, he looks at the bodies for a moment and I point back to the city and nod. He danced with her and let other men dance with her. Ephus appeared above the water off shore of Greece, as good a place to start as any. With closed eyes I nodded my head. "Probably not!"