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"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" a voice asked, accusatory as all get-out. Not only that, but this stranger then decided to proclaim that this land was hers, when not a single drip of her piss was around. What an interesting development. Maybe one that Chip could use to her advantage. There you are! she said, chipper (hah) as could be. I was only trying to help you keep it secure. You see, I was sent here to help you. To assist you with your claim. I am to be your loyal advisor. Your second-in-command.

Chipmunk smiled a broad, genuine smile and settled on her haunches. Her posture remained relaxed and patient, as if she was meant to be here all along.