“Oh how noble of you. The mighty Apollo allowed me to have some of his followers. I must have been a very good girl to receive such a gift. What do they say brother? One bad apple spoils the bunch? I would say your more followers means there has to be some rotten ones in the lot” Artemis quipped before she began to lose her temper.
“Lunatics!? I’ll have you know my followers are no such thing! Oh, you’re asking for it now!” she roared with the spirit of a bear. Fast smacks from the expert archer landed all over his bottom and sit-spots. With a flurry of swats, she growled. “You take that back this instant, you pompous brat!”
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You can't keep a good dog down, or in this case, a bad cat.
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