It means black kitten," I said with my pulse almost even again. Ares studied me. "And you're ok with them calling you their black kitten?"They're wererats, Ares," I said. He frowned at me."They're not calling me their little black rat. Think it through.
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- Nationality: american
- Born: February 19, 1963
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