<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Had Rowan been anyone else she most likely would have jumped at the sudden sound of Melinda's voice, but she had smelt her long before she entered the kitchen. Ah the perks of being half animal. She wanted to giggle at the thought, a sure sign of her sleepiness, as giggling wasn't something she did often. <br/>
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Her stomach growled again as Melinda began to talk about food, cookies just weren't that satisfying after a two hour workout. She almost drooled at the mention of meat. She had always been an avid meat eater and she suspected it had something to do with her tiger half. “Mmm,  meat sounds delicious.” She almost purred. <br/>
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“Hey hey hey!” Rowan half growled as Melinda tried to steal her milk. It wasn't a threatening growl, more of a complaint then anything. “Let me keep the milk....please.” She said clinging to the glass. Milk had also always been a favorite.</span>