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When Sorbet attacked Aesior, Rosemary’s fur fluffed out. That single brawl sparked further violence. With how many different groups were attending and the scent of blood covering everyone’s group-scent, Rosemary feared this would become a brawl.
She stood up. Glancing at Atticus, she indicated with her eyes for him to follow her. He’d chosen to sit by her—but she’d chosen to sit near the Typhoon—and they both needed to leave.
Rosemary trotted calmly through the fray. Her four eyes drifted over the battlegound in pairs; the ocelot had been a medic long enough to know how to navigate a battlefield: calmly and collected, to avoid triggering an enemy’s chase reflex.
When she got safely to the treeline, that’s when she bolted.
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[/td][/tr][/table]She stood up. Glancing at Atticus, she indicated with her eyes for him to follow her. He’d chosen to sit by her—but she’d chosen to sit near the Typhoon—and they both needed to leave.
Rosemary trotted calmly through the fray. Her four eyes drifted over the battlegound in pairs; the ocelot had been a medic long enough to know how to navigate a battlefield: calmly and collected, to avoid triggering an enemy’s chase reflex.
When she got safely to the treeline, that’s when she bolted.
// out
PEACEFALL
peace comes at dawn, but yours comes at night
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?