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Ipotane above. All Ipotanes are male, and they are almost unstoppable. Their mane is as sharp and sturdy as a sword, and they didn't need to use weapons, but they do anyways.
In her Ipotane form, she galloped over to the caffe. Her sister was always getting sick, and it's never good if a Siren Ipotane gets sick. As she galloped around town, people looked at her oddly. It's very hard to find Ipotanes around groups of people, without killing them. An extremely hard instinct to control. Also, Ipotanes are extremely hard to find, for they can run faster than any wind. She didn't feel like running quickly though. She had reached The caffe. Quickly, she shifts back to Human-looking form, eyes going back to their usual grey. She looked around outside of the caffe, unfortunately seeing many men. Her Siren instincts kicking in, she felt her eyes turn purple. Breathing deeply, she ignores it and walks into the caffe.
"Sorry everyone! My sister got sick!" She screamed to no one. She headed behind the small stage, and placed there her black box, contents unknown. She sighs, and moves next to the stage. She sits there, hooking everything up. Her jet black hair was dry now due to all the running. Music began playing.
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