#GUILTYYYY🫵

[ura-niia]

@7-ferrets-in-a-coat

REWARD: FREE CAKE

[shurikensgang]

[HarBar] yeah, I tend to go a bit oillusty when I'm running low.

[HarBar] sorry if this is rude, but have you ever asked her?

She then got the image and blinked.

Damn, that would definitely kill her since her regen sucks ass.

[HarBar] Damn. I can say for certain that it would kill me. I don't have any scars because I'm pretty fast.

[HarBar] not sure how much of my agility has been told to you though.

Harlow opens her front door one day to find a gift basket.

There are a few homemade daggers, one of which could probably be considered a short sword, a few cans of oil, and a handmade leather pouch...

There's a note

Hey. I hope you don't have doorstep thieves cause then this is awkward. But this is... my form of an apology, I think a kinda scared you during the 'incident'

Sorry. Didn't mean to come off that way.

-Tera Elliot Doorman

P.S. Like to hang out properly sometime, attached is my number.

When she opened the door she hissed at a potential package thief, her tail raised to strike.

The thief ran off and possibly pissed their pants.

She shook her head as she closed the door. "Damn people can't keep their hands to themselves."

She immediately got happier by looking at the daggers. She grinned picking them up and putting them in a box with a few others, her tail wagging.

She then looked at the note and smiled softly, her tail was now curled behind her.

[HarBar] Hey is this Tera?

She texted while putting the oil in the fridge and the leather pouch in her room.

"Hmm good for when I go out." She murmured.