PreScript:  Can I get a list of the authors of the pokerfic and their addresses
please?  Thanks.

I came across this excerpt from the poker game and I realized that  I may not
have
been as detailed as I should have been in my bio.. (parts emphasized)

:>    John looked back to see Foxtrot smiling at him, holding a nacho in
her *paw*.  He gestured frantically.  "Wait, that's not--"  She waved back
with one *paw*, and tucked the nacho into her mouth with the other.
"--a good idea..." he finished, sighing.

    Her *whiskers* quivered, and an odd expression made its way across her
features.  Glancing about to make sure no one was watching, he waved both
hands in front of her *long nose*.  "Here goes trouble," he murmured.

I then went back and looked at the original bio and indeed, it seemed to have
left
something out that I should have included...

:>She's a hybrid
cross that was done in a lab and after wards, became part of a Russian
superhero team, with forays into intelligence.  

What I forgot to mention (to keep some of my flance and my story secret) was
that
at the time she was "born" technology had advanced to the point where not only
could you genetically mix species, you could also pick exactly which
characteristics
you wanted the person to have.  In Foxtrot's case, they isolated the part of a
fox's
DNA that accounts for agility, sensitivity, tracking, and swiftness and that
became a part of her.  And because they wanted their team to have a distinct
look,
they also replaced her normal ears with a fox's ears, gave her the tail and
allowed
for a very fine pelt of fur to cover her entire body.  Her hands are a human's
hand, but
the nails are a durable as a fox's and just as sharp.  So if you wanted just a
physical
description of what she looked like, picture a normal woman and add a fox's
ears,
the tail, the markings (on the face and in the hair and tail) and the nails.
Internally,
she has the reproductive capability of a fox (they mate every six months) and 
can "sniff" things out like a fox can.  She canwalk upright like a human (and
would 
need to if she were intelligence) but feels just as comfortable on all fours,
esp. when
she's about to down her quarry.  She is capable of disembowling a person in
under two minutes on a slow day.

So sorry Damon, but I would have smelled the concoction in the nachos (unless
it was odorless) and when I wake up, John is dead.

Foxtrot the Furryous
<coming out of unconsciouness, finding herself in a pond>
Okay, who did that to me and where is he now?