She was scary, tall, Russian, and a pair of wolf ears and a tail to match. Sure, she is mean…really mean, but that's toward strangers. Cathrine Braginski, is her name, pretty impressive right? Anyway, this is the story of how I fell in love with the daughter of Russia…

I first set eyes on her when she walked into the meeting room and sat down in Russia's chair. You don't sit in his chair if you like to live, so obviously I was dumbstruck…not like I am all the time, but I have changed. She had hair the color of crimson, so bright and sharp of color I think my brother's tomatoes would have been put to shame.

"Hello mon ami, what is a beautiful girl like you doing in a boring place like this?" France was obviously drawn to her, I was too but I hid that attraction.

"What do you want, Frenchman?" wow…she had a voice that was like stones cracking during a bad snow storm, it was cold and unwelcoming. Before I could blink she had leaped up and had him in a throat hold, needless to say I was amazed, scared, and excited. "n-now now, I w-was just p-playing…" France whimpered in pain. "I don't play boy!" she growled, Russia walked in and smacked the top of the table with his pipe. "What did France do to make you angry Catty?" he said in his normal scary sweet voice. "Well papa, he wanted to get touchy and I simply gave him a warning." I was transfixed, this pretty girl was the daughter of big scary Russia, I said that already, didn't I…

-Wow, okay I said I wouldn't do this but…well you see what jackass me does, anyway R&R and I might continue this…btw this is from a rp I am doing on Feral Heart so, yeah…G

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