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You picked me like a flower, didn't expect the thorns! -- Ice Cream cat. Crewmate of the Typhoon.
Sorbet felt his brother's weigh lean on him and he automatically adjusted his stance to account for it. He rest his cheek on Sherbet's head, humming softly as he listened to the other speak. "I do no know your pain of loosing the Glades but I do understand not feeling connected to this place," he hummed. Even though Sorbet had been here for some time now and had grown used to the people and their ways he still had time where he felt like an outcast. "I hope that this has helped you to feel more at peace here Sherbet, you deserve to be able to call this place your home."
[align=center]"speech" .. 'thoughts' .. attack
[align=center]"speech" .. 'thoughts' .. attack
attack in #C3B1E1. -- You say that I'm too frigid, didn't know what you were in for!
[member=11].[/member]teef + help from [member=11].[/member]psy