...He stepped forward and Janet whimpered again, and oddly enough, the terrified sound served to focus Sam’s anger. All at once she found the claws springing out from her hands and, knowing what was happening, she managed not to impale herself again. She growled low in her throat and stepped forward, claws poised to strike. O’Neill just stood with a sneer on his face, his hands hanging loose at his side as if he were an old-fashioned gunfighter.... Art by Rabbitworks - May not be reproduced in any form (online or in print) without the express written permission of the author). This artwork is created strictly for the enjoyment of the artist and visitors to this site and may not be sold or traded in any fashion. Artwork © 2000 Pink Rabbit Productions
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