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And oblivion, was Cara’s greatest fear.

Having a natural, insatiable, craving for glory, attention and everything that would feed the vain monster that was her ego, Cara had limited patience when it came to staying on the down low and out of the limelight. And now, as the hasty weight of routine became more evident by the day, Cara felt the need to find release – ironically, from what she had sought in order to release her mind from the strain the Spine had unloaded onto her back.
 
And now, as the former Queen awaited for the pale silhouette of her second-right hand to appear before her, the desire to let herself and her companions rise from their confinement became overwhelming, like a time bomb whose digits receded with increasing speed Cara felt the force of the upcoming explosion tickle her bones and climb along her spine.
 
Suddenly, the soft sound of her name reeled her back from her thoughts.
Just in time for her to witness the final grains of sand to slip down the hourglass that held in her wild desires – the detonation.
 
“Al!” she woofed pleasantly, her tail lashing over the ground, brushing the blades of grass back and forth and her chest, inevitably, filling with pride as her friend, despite holding no rank over her – or whatsoever really—did not fail to present the former Queen a display of submissive respect.
“I was wondering where you’d gone today” she barked while slowly rising from her position to nudge the female’s cheek fondly as she continued to speak.
 
“What were you up to?” she asked, wanting to know if Alusia had also found herself stuck in the sticky fingers of routine. “I truly cannot stay idly sitting here for another second, Al -- not anymore” came the words, a determined bark accompanied by a slight curving of her lips.
 A smile that insinuated mischief.