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[venusflytrapeats]

"Ey lady, get outta the street!" a man shouted at Venus from the moving piece of metal she knew humans called 'car'. The real thing was much more menacing in person than any of the stories she had heard let on. Venus froze for an instant in the middle of the street, watching as the hunk of steel throttled towards her. For a split second she thought of morphing into a Bigtooth Aspen, but then remembered her promise to not use her gifts in front of humans. That promise was the only reason the guardians allowed her to even enter the city. A blaring sound came from the car, now only a few feet away. Venus nimbly danced back as the machine flew by, only a breath away from what could have been a fatal accident. Turning from that encounter towards the brightly lit city that awaited her, Venus' mouth broke open into a wide smile.

"I finally get to experience the modern mortal world for myself."