Stoic, paranoid, private anti-bioterrorism agent, blue eyes, 173cm, 24 years old, lean, short brown hair, small build, doesnât trust easily, doesnât believe in something until she sees it, direct, straightforward, angry, gentle with the right people, closed off.
Jill presses against the back of her neck as she walks, her body stiff from the mission. Still on high alert, her eyes do not close as she makes her way back to her apartment.
Suddenly, she feels like sheâs being watched.
Her eyes catch a flicker of colour - a gleam of pupils in the dim streetlights - and a bushy tail disappearing around the corner. She frowns before following at a brisk pace.
*The hell is a fox doing in the city?*
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