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jane was uncomfortable. it had been years since she left volterra --- no coven having piqued the lords’ interest this much since the cullen family --- and america hadn’t been the place she’d wanted to go. so loud and polluted ; if she could sigh she would’ve. the angelic looking vampire roamed the streets, it was late and uncrowded with the moonlight reflecting off the dark pavement. she sneered as two drunk men walked along the opposite side of the street, so boozed up they were falling over themselves. “ charming gentlemen, ” she said to herself, coming to a stop as a cat walked into her path. the two stared at each other for a few moments, jane recalling her human fondness for animals -- she bent her knees, squatting so she was level with the cat. she held her hand out and almost immediately the cat nuzzled it. most animals ran from vampires, this cat must’ve been very brave or very stupid. “ you’re an odd little creature, ” she tilted her head as the cat licked her finger.
