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[div style="width: 310px; font-family: verdana; color: #B07224; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]BROKEN, RUINED, DEAD.
Onision had been roaming the territory, enjoying the fresh air now that everyone had been released from the observatory after a few days. He had tried to avoid going back in there, to be honest. He just wanted to never go back in that place, it made creepers roll up his spine.
He heard the sound of both his mentor and mother, and soon ended up strolling over himself, favoring his right leg in the process. There seemed to be a lot of felines in the Ascendants, it was just a bunch of pussies. Hah, that was a good pun. If he said that out loud he'd have gotten the shit smacked out of him.
Not that it mattered, though. Margaery's attention seemed to be set on the newcomer, and Onision needed to learn how to welcome others without being a rude fuck, apparently. Blue eyes seemed to cast themselves on the new felidae, before the small chocolate feline pranced forward, his head held high and proudly.
"My name is Onision Mikaelson-Folie, it's a pleasure to meet you." He introduced himself, before glancing at both of his mentor and mother in unison, somehow seeking approval. As all ambitious Fireballs did.
[/td][/tr][/table]He heard the sound of both his mentor and mother, and soon ended up strolling over himself, favoring his right leg in the process. There seemed to be a lot of felines in the Ascendants, it was just a bunch of pussies. Hah, that was a good pun. If he said that out loud he'd have gotten the shit smacked out of him.
Not that it mattered, though. Margaery's attention seemed to be set on the newcomer, and Onision needed to learn how to welcome others without being a rude fuck, apparently. Blue eyes seemed to cast themselves on the new felidae, before the small chocolate feline pranced forward, his head held high and proudly.
"My name is Onision Mikaelson-Folie, it's a pleasure to meet you." He introduced himself, before glancing at both of his mentor and mother in unison, somehow seeking approval. As all ambitious Fireballs did.
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