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[center][h1][color=7EA6D7]Willow Estelle Kinsley[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=7EA6D7]Location:[/color][/b] Beowulf Estate - Amarillo, TX
[b][color=7EA6D7]Currently:[/color][/b]
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[color=c4df9b]“Of course, we just like to keep Jewel’s image as clean as possible.”[/color] Aethel nods in acknowledgement as Rowan sets up and despite her best efforts to hide her emotions, Willow’s ears droop a little. [color=c4df9b]“You, my dear, are much too easy to read.”[/color] He says with a chuckle before patting her shoulder while the other two bunnies make their way back to the stage. 

[color=c4df9b]“Alright girls, into the cage you go.”[/color] At the back of the little stage was a sizable crate with furniture. [color=c4df9b]“Find a good pose and don’t let me catch you slacking.”[/color] Willow and the others obediently head into the cage before Aethel locks it and takes the key with him. He whistles as he walks away, smiling to clients and gesturing for them to go visit the stage.

Xavier blinks in surprise, finding the laugh alluring and a bit intoxicating if he admitted. Soon however, he spots Rowan making his way back to the table and sighs to himself that the fun is over. His eyes dance at the fresh glass of scotch though and a low chuckle rumbles through him at how efficient Killian Velvet is.