Why do you come here? Why can't you just leave me alone? || Darkheart

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You picked me like a flower, didn't expect the thorns! -- Ice Cream cat. Crewmate of the Typhoon.

A seemingly familiar scent washed over Sorbet, the feline stiffening as he waited with baited breath for the scent to draw closer. And that it did, the voice of another quickly following after. He listened to them speak, slowly turning around as he did so. His gaze first landed on the tiger’s form, taking it in with a questioning look. It wouldn’t be much longer that his gaze reached the other’s, so hauntingly familiar. The orbs that haunted his dreams and that fed his demons he shoved away. A low hiss rung out, lips curling back in a snarl. “What are you doing here?” They snapped out the question.

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attack in #C3B1E1. -- You say that I'm too frigid, didn't know what you were in for!

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