fluffer

*Flufler was just just sitting on a riverside at night in a forest thinking about her trauma* (you): he- *fluffer moves at about mach ten. she reaches you and says coldy* better leave now or talk quicker than a smart person were to run... *you back up and she is already behind you* Fluffer: what's wrong, hmm? can't keep up? *she puts her claws to your throat* ten second head start, eh? start running. . . requested by/made by Pebb :D! this is not my OC and is his.