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Another year slowly marched on, adding age to the panther's life. A sigh slipped from his maw as he stood up, stretched. Five. He was five now, a terrible age. Muttered curse as he began pacing, tail flicking from side to side in displeasure. "Ohh how I wish I could stop the time..." He didn't like aging up, he preferred never dying. Wouldn't that be nice?
He shut his optics, inhaled deeply. The moonlight illuminated his whiskers and he slowly lifted his lids to see her. His best friend, his partner. "Oh, Baby." A sigh as he leapt up, nose reaching out to brush hers but she was made of mist and smoke. He saw the stars taunting him through her body. "I miss you.."
"Happy birthday, brother." Her voice, just as he had remembered it on his second birthday, his third. "I miss you too.."

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Lost in thought about him and his adopted sister he didn't notice at all when Dante approached, tapping him on the rear and making him spin, fur spiking straight up and smoke exploding in front of him before recognising the scent of his friend. He shooed the air away with a paw, a bashful expression on his face. "Well, Dante, it's my birthday. Just talking to my dead sister. Y'know, the usual." An attempt to shrug the scare off, his heart was still pounding and he silently cursed himself for being so careless.

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Having straightened out his fur again he gave it two final licks before returning his gaze to the hybrid.  "It is okay. What's in the past is in the past and no matter how much bloodshed I cause I cannot revert it." Shoulders drooped in a huge  sigh. "Thanks, pal. Want to drink?" Drunk on his fifth birthday. Not ideally what  his mother had wanted but then a again who cared what that bitch thought?

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Hearing the Typhoon comment he looked at Dante, a lifted brow. "You sure we're allowed to waltz into Typhoon territory and drink? I mean, yeah I'm down if you're down but I don't wanna raise anything, you know?"

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He lifted a brow, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws and simply watched as his friend collapsed into a fit of laughter. "Yeah, Dante, let's try that." He said sarcastically. "A weirdo and a fucking Ardent waltzing into another territory.."