breaking every habit // joining(some blood)

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I WISH YOU COULD SEE THE WICKED TRUTH
CAUGHT UP IN A RUSH, IT'S KILLING YOU

The sand cat doesn't care about why the wolf wanted to kill the damned creature -- she only cared why he bothered to do it on their territory, spouting philosophical nonsense. Thus far, she remains unimpressed. Quietly walking to stand beside Val, dwarfed by everyone else's presence, the little erudite flicks her four tails each in time. "If you like killing monsters, go become Snowbound's white knight. You won't find anyone here with a clean record -- though, I assure you, we're a lot harder to kill than that bitch." He seemed like a crazy bastard, ranting about hell's demons like he spent spring break there.

She can't make up her mind whether he might attack the Pitt -- for weren't they all culpable for murdering innocents and torturing children? But she decides to simply look at him and wait for his response, see what the idiot wanted. Even if he did attack them, she doubts she'd be his first target; that'd be his mistake, if he did.

WRITTEN BY AXIOM

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