06-18-2018, 07:52 PM
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IF YOU WANT OFF THIS RIDE [abbr="Oni speech, Oni thoughts, Oni reference"]x[/abbr] info [abbr="speech; self-reference; thoughts;"]x[/abbr] NOW'S YOUR CHANCE
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Iota wasn't afraid to approach the adversary. If he meant to do harm to anyone she knew and loved, she would stop at nothing to protect them from him. As minor of a threat as this may have been, she took this kind of thing very seriously.
She brushed past the seal point tabby who'd already made herself well-known to the intruder, gently greeting her. The blood of Caesar's coating the trap matched the scarlet red of the horns which shined from the trickling light through the treetops above, cherry paws meeting the earth as she approached the unfamiliar trespasser. She scanned every corner of his body -- he looked familiar... too familiar. The stench of the trespasser met the nose of the horned fae and she recoiled; having found an unfamiliar scent was quite jarring to the now-nestled in Tangler.
Freyja's behavior around him seemed... affectionate. She cared for Freyja and enjoyed having her bubbly attitude, but now was not the time for it at all -- she looked too comfortable. Turning to the tabby, she gave a stern look, keeping her head down so as to give off a menacing glare. "Now's not the time for networking, Freyja."
Turning back to the hostile stranger, she snarled, revealing several of her fangs, which had lusted for blood since her withdrawal from violence. "State your business here. You've nowhere to run since you've got your leg caught there. One false move towards my friends and I won't hesitate to take you out." Did she really mean that? Probably not, but it's for the best that she remained as intimidating as possible.
yes, yes... kill him...
Not until he makes a move against any of us. I won't let him hurt anyone.
you're such a pansy
She brushed past the seal point tabby who'd already made herself well-known to the intruder, gently greeting her. The blood of Caesar's coating the trap matched the scarlet red of the horns which shined from the trickling light through the treetops above, cherry paws meeting the earth as she approached the unfamiliar trespasser. She scanned every corner of his body -- he looked familiar... too familiar. The stench of the trespasser met the nose of the horned fae and she recoiled; having found an unfamiliar scent was quite jarring to the now-nestled in Tangler.
Freyja's behavior around him seemed... affectionate. She cared for Freyja and enjoyed having her bubbly attitude, but now was not the time for it at all -- she looked too comfortable. Turning to the tabby, she gave a stern look, keeping her head down so as to give off a menacing glare. "Now's not the time for networking, Freyja."
Turning back to the hostile stranger, she snarled, revealing several of her fangs, which had lusted for blood since her withdrawal from violence. "State your business here. You've nowhere to run since you've got your leg caught there. One false move towards my friends and I won't hesitate to take you out." Did she really mean that? Probably not, but it's for the best that she remained as intimidating as possible.
yes, yes... kill him...
Not until he makes a move against any of us. I won't let him hurt anyone.
you're such a pansy
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