07-30-2018, 08:34 PM
[div style="letter-spacing: 1px;"]i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies ----- information
I'LL TELL YOU MY SINS AND YOU CAN SHARPEN YOUR KNIFE !
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I'LL TELL YOU MY SINS AND YOU CAN SHARPEN YOUR KNIFE !
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Sylvina would pad forward with an annoyed grimace plastered upon her maw - was there ever really any other facial expression besides such? Virdidescent hues would take account of the large melanistic wolf at the border, her optics pausing upon his face made of bone. The young kitten resisted the urge to question the foreign male on how his skull had come to be fleshless, yet she decided to hold her tongue from any accidental inquires that might come across as offensive. At such a small age she really didn't know of her manners quite yet .. Not that she'd ever intend to use them.
As Decius introduced himself, Sylvina would lean back to sit upon her haunches, her gaze never leaving the canine. Something about him was rather odd. The way he moved his tongue across his bone teeth and seemed so pleasant as opposed to his chilling appearance .. Well, it sure did give Pincher's daughter the heebie-jeebies. She'd instinctively get up and move over to sit next to Goldie, her ebony fur pressing gently against that of her half sister's.
YOU SINK YOUR TEETH INTO THE PEOPLE YOU DEPEND ON;
INFECTING EVERYONE, YOU'RE QUITE THE PROBLEM !
sylvina roux-cipher — the typhoon — minnow — bengal cat — information