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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU
The cheetah cub - hardly a cub, she thought, she's trained for over a month now - appeared first to meet the Typhoon leader, her nose crinkling for a moment as she smelled his unusual tropical scent. However, that barely lasted on her expression, as she quickly fell into her usual haughty demeanor. With her nose up, her golden eyes skirted over the objects around the jaguar's feet, noticing the interesting assortment of herbs and weapons. Alright, so he came in peace; likely delivering good news or returning after one of the Rosebloods reached out to the Typhoon. From what she knew of the pirates, she doubted their leader would come with gifts to anyone other than a potential ally.
"Good day, I'm Charon Mortem. Can I help you with something?" she asked him, muzzle tilting slightly to the right. She assumed he probably wanted Sola or Felix; well, she disliked playing messenger, so she wasn't about to go running off unless she needed to.
[member=1608]SOLA[/member] [member=1860]FELIX V.[/member]
"Good day, I'm Charon Mortem. Can I help you with something?" she asked him, muzzle tilting slightly to the right. She assumed he probably wanted Sola or Felix; well, she disliked playing messenger, so she wasn't about to go running off unless she needed to.
[member=1608]SOLA[/member] [member=1860]FELIX V.[/member]
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