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Mistral
As her eyelids finally fluttered open, she gave a huge yawn, lazily stretching out her four limbs and rolling her head from side to side slowly, as if she had arisen from a deep, long-awaited slumber. Yawning again, she smiled rather goofily, thankful that at last she was once more invigorated.
Yet there was no way she should ignore the stench and stuffiness of the room, which bombarded her nostrils most annoyingly. Snapping back to attention, she glanced about and dismay fled to her distressed eyes as she realised that the hellish adventure was not a dream after all. She seemed to be permanently trapped in this horrific nightmare!
Whatever it is, at least I did catch some sleep. This would have to comfort her for now, even as she surveyed the female across the room who was exchanging looks with herself.
"Who are you?" Yes, it was no time to make pleasantries. Sometimes, being direct was the best way to approach strangers...
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