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You picked me like a flower, didn't expect the thorns! -- Ice Cream cat. Crewmate of the Typhoon.
Sorbet's gaze flicked back over towards Alex before shaking his head lightly. "Well first off I would clean the wound," he started off while turning towards the other. "Then I would grab the necessary herbs to keep it from getting infected and then wrap it with said herbs," he huffed out as if anyone should know this information. He grumbled to himself, slightly irritated with the fact he was having to explain all of this but deep down he knew he didn't truly care. The feline was just being grumpy like he always was.
"As for who I am the name's Ube Sorbet Flóki but everyone just calls me Sorbet," he mused nonchalantly. "And might I ask just who you might be?" he asked curiously. Sorbet had seemed to be a little less grumpy at that point but it didn't take long for him to be irritated once again. He didn't appreciate being told that he shouldn't be here and for the other to act like he couldn't take care of himself. "I'm sure I'll be fine, I lived on my own long enough that I would hope I know how to take care of myself," he said with a snippy tone. Sorbet had to quickly learn how to survive on his own when he had left his lover, and he had plenty of close calls while he had been alone.
"I don't see why anything would get feisty, it's just me and you here unless you plan on attacking me or something," he snapped. His fur puffed up along his spine a bit, pupils narrowing into slits as he stared down Alex. He should listen to the other and leave, should save his hide before things got out of hand. But Sorbet didn't like backing down and he honestly didn't want to leave the other while they were clearly wounded. It went against his morals to leave someone who was hurt.
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"As for who I am the name's Ube Sorbet Flóki but everyone just calls me Sorbet," he mused nonchalantly. "And might I ask just who you might be?" he asked curiously. Sorbet had seemed to be a little less grumpy at that point but it didn't take long for him to be irritated once again. He didn't appreciate being told that he shouldn't be here and for the other to act like he couldn't take care of himself. "I'm sure I'll be fine, I lived on my own long enough that I would hope I know how to take care of myself," he said with a snippy tone. Sorbet had to quickly learn how to survive on his own when he had left his lover, and he had plenty of close calls while he had been alone.
"I don't see why anything would get feisty, it's just me and you here unless you plan on attacking me or something," he snapped. His fur puffed up along his spine a bit, pupils narrowing into slits as he stared down Alex. He should listen to the other and leave, should save his hide before things got out of hand. But Sorbet didn't like backing down and he honestly didn't want to leave the other while they were clearly wounded. It went against his morals to leave someone who was hurt.
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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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