You have some pretty good friends. Fun stuff too, if they didn't constantly go wandering off without you. You're missing out. They have friends of their own to have fun with... Didn't you find them first, though? You have the right to hold them closer than those new people. You have more history with them. They are yours, not theirs. How dare they take from you what is yours!

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Etierre, deer-based lightning demon. Source of every bit of my possessive behavior and why I tend to hoard things. Not to be confused with my jealousy, this demon of mine was formed from a fear of being alone or left behind. I was that little sister who didn't like my brother's wife at first. I'm always the first one to scowl when a new face enters my close-knit group of friends, unwilling to share them...


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