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She inhaled slowly through her nose but caught nothing, the wind up here too big cock erratic to give her a scent and she prepared to continue forward. As she breathed out something minute tickled her attention, something so small she had almost missed it. Pausing where she was on the exhale, not even willing to risk her own breath she shut her eyes and felt her pointed ears twitch as she exerted effort. It was a skill to listen like she was, but having six ears was not without its advantages. On the edge of hearing, locked away where her conscious mind always chose to ignore it, Lysera could hear the quickened thumping of her own heart deep within her chest, but it wasn’t alone. Another heartbeat echoed in her ears and once she had made the distinction between the two beats, she could hear it racing. When the marine came around the rock, rifle raised and shell casing flying free Lysera’s Lancer was already arcing through the air. 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