She could put those punching lessons to good use.
Of course, there were times where neither worked, and Lepus couldn't just punch (or trick) her way out of trouble forever. Recent events had proven that much, after all. If this were a video game, theoretically she'd have been at endgame by now, with the amount of time that had passed, though it was equally as possible that she'd have been just starting her character arc. Maybe that was it?
Or, perhaps, was she simply cursed? That was exciting, at least, and made for a great story to tell others.
None of this was her primary concern at the moment, however, as Lepus was out here tonight for entirely unrelated reasons, mostly. Well, the events at the park with the mirror wraith had something to do with it, at the very least, and Lepus had been seeking out someone to talk to about it. Etoile, as much as Lepus would do anything for the little Mauvian, was not someone she could discuss this with. No, there was someone else in mind, who Lepus sought out tonight, and that someone was a cat she had met previously earlier in the month- Réalta. There were only a few problems with this, though. For one, Lepus had no idea where the silver cat normally hung out, and for another, well... it was notoriously difficult to sense cat auras, unless she was practically standing right on top of them.
She decided to start with where they had first met.
"Réalta? Are you there?" Lepus called out, taking care to keep her voice down so as to not attract unwanted attention.
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