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[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #2e8b57; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px"]HOW DO YOU RUN FROM Y[color=#5d8e93]OUR OWN MIND?
Sometimes, the petite deer-fox didn't mind Dante. She'd never admit to it of course. But she'd seen him act in kindness to his clanmates. Show some loyalty. Jormungand? She had no tolerance for. Not at all. Hazel hues cold on the jaguar as she approached, ears perked.
Air. Great. Well. Her father was better than him. Better with the power. Better with forethought. Just better. Everyone was better than him. Her head tilted. Snort leaving her. Unimpressed. "Perhaps you should get your own loyalties in order before- before questioning someone else's."
It was pathetic. "You risk- you risk everyone's safety- your own children's safety by starting shit. Get- get some fucking priorities. Sweeny's a real Pittian." Born and raised in fact. "She understands what that means." Protecting each other. Not throwing everything they worked for on the line.
[/td][/tr][/table]Air. Great. Well. Her father was better than him. Better with the power. Better with forethought. Just better. Everyone was better than him. Her head tilted. Snort leaving her. Unimpressed. "Perhaps you should get your own loyalties in order before- before questioning someone else's."
It was pathetic. "You risk- you risk everyone's safety- your own children's safety by starting shit. Get- get some fucking priorities. Sweeny's a real Pittian." Born and raised in fact. "She understands what that means." Protecting each other. Not throwing everything they worked for on the line.
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