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“I should take a shower first and wait for Tempest before going anywhere.”
>The cat stared at you for a second.
>”Okay.”
>You stared at the cat for a second, then rolled your eyes.
“Right, then. Upstairs it is. Unless you want to stay down here. Which is fine by me.”
>Wheeling around, you headed for the stairs.
>”I’ve been alone long enough. For a while.”
>Violet’s little paws made soft thumps on the floor as it dashed past you.
>It stopped at the base of the stairs to glance back at you before hopping up one step at a time.
>You found it odd how agreeable it was.
>Not at all catty.

>You banged a hoof on the bathroom door.
“Hey, you going to be there for long? The cat’s had its dinner and now I stink of cat food.”
>A thump and a chuckle came from the other side.
>”Hah! Come on in. I’m just about done.”
>That… wasn’t exactly expected.
>You gave the door a shove.
>It swung open to reveal Tempest had drawn the shower curtain to cover herself.
>And that she’d chucked her underarmor suit on the floor.

>”Toss me a towel, won’t you?”
“Uh, sure.”
>Peeking in the cabinet under the sink revealed a couple of large rolled-up towels.
>You took two of them and floated the other towards Tempest.
>The whoosh of the shower fell quiet as she twisted on a knob.
>She then stuck a hoof out and pulled back the shower curtain.
>”Thanks.”
>Snagging the towel from your aura, she unfurled it and buried her face in it.
>She looked weird with her mane down.
>”It’s all yours.”
>Her voice was muffled by the towel as she waddled towards you.
>You took advantage of her moment of blindness to stare at her lithe body.
>She had a thin layer of fat on her, but the muscle definition was very visible now that she wore nothing to hide it – and her wet coat accentuated it further.
>Your gaze slid down her back, admiring the muscle structure on it, all the way to her flanks and finally thighs.
>She was-