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TYPHOON
NECRO MAMBAS
NECRO MAMBAS
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The witch recognizes the scent from the Rosebloods, from months ago when the alliance had first been debated and solidified. Now that she returned to the Typhoon, she nearly forgot about their allies -- and entirely forgot the leaders of said group. Not that her knowledge would matter; Sola still ruled in those early days in the Rosebloods' history.
Flicking her forked tail, the ocelot stands away from the two dinosaurs, eyeing them with a pair as she otherwise gives her attention to the stranger. While she trusts her magic enough to protect her against the beasts -- long enough to escape, anyway -- she doesn't like dealing with them. Their mindless nature uneases her. She can't trust an animal that can't display mammal-like intelligence or affection; even parrots, for all their distinctness from mammals, displayed affection and responded in more intelligent ways than she'd observed from the dinosaurs so far.
[/td][/tr][/table]Flicking her forked tail, the ocelot stands away from the two dinosaurs, eyeing them with a pair as she otherwise gives her attention to the stranger. While she trusts her magic enough to protect her against the beasts -- long enough to escape, anyway -- she doesn't like dealing with them. Their mindless nature uneases her. She can't trust an animal that can't display mammal-like intelligence or affection; even parrots, for all their distinctness from mammals, displayed affection and responded in more intelligent ways than she'd observed from the dinosaurs so far.
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