Stavanger Bay Your cruelty, and your neglect?

It had been a few days since that hunt.
She lounged on the oceanfront for a while.
Thinking.
Calculating.

He wouldn't get off her mind.
The defamed warlord rose. Yes. Those were definitely silvering flecks of fur on her paws.
She grunted with detest. She wasn't an old war machine.
She sought out @O’Mally.
She wanted to know what's up with him and why he reminded her of her Father so much.