this wasn't in the pamphlet

Jasper wasn't sure how much time had drifted between staring listlessly out over the water and the arrival of a stranger. It seemed like just a few moments... Had the shadows moved? Jasper raised their head to blink at a nearby clump of marsh plants, and soon became frustrated with how they insisted on remaining juuust out of focus. Boy, she really did not feel good... It took her another moment yet to remember something had roused her in the first place.

It spoke to the extent of her pitiful state that the sudden arrival of a stranger didn't send her barreling face-first into the water. Even her ever-present buzz of anxiety was out for the count, which actually made it near criminal that Jasper was in no fit state to enjoy it.

Swiveling her head slowly to the side, finding a pale shewolf more or less her own size, might as well happen on a day like today. Jasper let her head fall back down onto her paws. "'M so good," she drawled, staring down at her paws. Even if she had to go a little cross-eyed at least seeing double there made sense. "Never better, thanks for askin'."

Maybe, she whispered to herself in a tiny hopeful voice. Maybe this woman is a tiny assassin and my luck has finally changed.

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