09-10-2020, 11:36 PM
BURN
BRIGHT
BRIGHT
The serval grimaced at Caesar, sparing a glance full of pity at the yellow snake. “Poor creature. She’s much too pretty for you, Lemon Boy,” Ninazu’s ears flicked back, and she huffed. She doubted the banana snake’s intelligence—especially given Ninazu’s lack of interaction with a sapient snake—especially after it latched onto Caesar. “What did you do, roll around in dead mice?”
She sighed once again, weaving around one of Stryker’s forelegs. He acted as a reasonable scratching post for her black horns, and she headbutted his knee. “It-was-love?” Ninazu parroted back, unintentionally butchering the name’s pronunciation. “Don’t tell me. You’re getting sappy in your exile.”
She sighed once again, weaving around one of Stryker’s forelegs. He acted as a reasonable scratching post for her black horns, and she headbutted his knee. “It-was-love?” Ninazu parroted back, unintentionally butchering the name’s pronunciation. “Don’t tell me. You’re getting sappy in your exile.”
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