Witch's Marsh Unrequited

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He thought he was so high and mighty, acting like he was any better than her. They had the same job here, did they not? He had no right to speak to her in such a way. Finally pushing to her feet she managed a smile, one that did not quite fit right on her face. Unnatural, disingenuine.

"Oh, the den the you dug? Hm?" She snickered, her tail curling behind her. "Are you planning to get in there too? Start sucking her dick for real?"

Hokulani found herself giggling uncontrollably, presumably at her own joke. She knew very well that it was in poor taste to say such things about a married woman.

An attempt to recover, to return to the image she was accustomed to presenting, yet her anger continued to shine through.

"Save some room for Dusty Rose, if you can. Selfish prick."