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Vixen woke up with a gasp, she had that strange dream again, why was she suddenly dreaming about her mother, and what did she mean by her words?
She shrugged it off, of course, she missed her mother but she was still mad at her and wanted nothing to do with her, however, she had a feeling her mother had some answers to why she could use multiple divine powers at once and cast spells.
She went into the restroom and freshened up, She dressed up since it was a weekend, deciding to wear a short skirt suit, a white inner blouse with a blazer, that matched the skirt.
Vixen arranged her hair, curling it and combing her fringe to rest on her face, she smiled at herself in the mirror, although she still felt like Ranella inside, she felt she was a better version of her past self at the moment.
