i've been a rabid force // visiting

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AND WITH MY OPENED MOUTH

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He should probably learn to stay in one place, but if anyone knew Volatile, it was that he was just a twitchy person and he liked doing whatever the fuck he pleased. So the tom was here at the border of some group that called themselves the Typhoon. How interesting. So the green cat sat there with his paws messing with the rather large bow that was wrapped neatly around his neck.
Volatile didn't like the smell of the sea. It just had a rank smell to it, and it made his lungs burn and his nostrils twitch. How could these people stand such a smell?

[W]isker

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