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Iscana paced the entryway of her Oregon home, dress heels clacking upon the hardwood as she did so, phone in hand. Her grip on the thing was deathly, and in her opinion it was far too soon in the morning for such a call. "I need something," she muttered to herself and set off towards the kitchen.

Beyond the glass doors to her patio and relatively enclosed backyard, several security cameras and systems watched the household. Iscana had made it clear to her staff and security teams that she was not to be bothered until they heard from her, but things were getting in the way of such an escape. Sighing into her mug, she let the relative coolness of the day embrace her.'It seems it wasn't worth it, anyway,' she mused.

Ulysses placidly sat with his mask in his lap, watching the, once again, unsettling news. It was ridiculous what people could do. There are anthros now? Animals a threat? Would he be hired to kill a rabbit?
His hands reached for the pack of wipes beside him. Had to make sure his everyday mask was clean. Many people there in Mississippi found it strange, but only because people strive to be normal. His mask was required, his job, his duty, his burden yet he liked it. He enjoyed his privacy.
After a while of listening to the broadcast he finally turned it off.