It was a dark and stormy night, the windows of the representive house rattling due to the force of the storm. Trixie sat back in her chair, just watching the rain while drinking her burbon. Suddently, she heard a faint crying from outside and went to look for it. When she opened the door, a black and white blur ran past her. Turning around, she glared at the intruder, a shivering and wet skunk. Her heart melted at the sight, and decided that the thing would stay for the night. Next Chapter: Talon and Thorn Estimated time remaining: 3 Minutes