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Good things don't last forever. Larie felt provoked this morning and punched a poor beaver unconscious. The room went berserk and the noise fed his aggression even more, I worried I wouldn't be able to get us out of there! When a parrenflus goes loose, there's little hope for recovery.

In the end I had to embarrass myself. I blurted out to be in heat and he followed me back to our room.. though, it was more like chasing. The way the floor trembled as he ran after me on all fours, God, frightening.. It seemed like he was planning to devour me, I felt like a small prey animal, but I managed to snap him out of his state of excited frenzy by putting on my angry mother act. I -uh- grounded him. I was more upset than that, but I don't dare to test him by raising my voice. I'm afraid of what he'll do when he loses his patience with me. We're still just acquaintances and he's still more than twice my size.

I returned to the canteen to check on the victim as soon as I could. They didn't care for my return, but at least I had the reassurance that the beaver man was still alive.

I've noticed that these beaver aliens keep popping up in my stories. I wonder if they and the parrenflus used to have history together, but I'm not expecting Larie to know. I don't know. Maybe he did get provoked? I didn't want to ask the victim and I'm not in the mood to talk to Larie right now.

I spent most of my day apologizing and making excuses for him. I'm a bit annoyed..

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