02-11-2019, 10:21 PM
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Large ears twitched at Timedancer's words, and a small sneer curled over his maw. Val did not want any part in burying any of the dead; it was far too dirty a task for him, not to mention the rank smell of rot. No, he would leave the dirty work to the more brawn than brains of the group. In the meantime...
The shiny sylveon's attention turned to the TVs strewn about, and the glass littering the sidewalk nearby. With a soft hum, he broke off from the small group and came to stand before a large shard of glass, wide pink eyes gazing down at his reflection. A soft, disgruntled noise escaped Valentine upon seeing a smudge of dirt across one of his white cheeks. He seated himself neatly beside the glass and lifted a paw, lapping at it a few times before bringing it up to clean the grime off of his pretty pelt. It didn't quite occur to him that most of the others were moving on without him, but then again, such things didn't matter to him at the moment. He just needed to clean himself up some before continuing forth.
Large ears twitched at Timedancer's words, and a small sneer curled over his maw. Val did not want any part in burying any of the dead; it was far too dirty a task for him, not to mention the rank smell of rot. No, he would leave the dirty work to the more brawn than brains of the group. In the meantime...
The shiny sylveon's attention turned to the TVs strewn about, and the glass littering the sidewalk nearby. With a soft hum, he broke off from the small group and came to stand before a large shard of glass, wide pink eyes gazing down at his reflection. A soft, disgruntled noise escaped Valentine upon seeing a smudge of dirt across one of his white cheeks. He seated himself neatly beside the glass and lifted a paw, lapping at it a few times before bringing it up to clean the grime off of his pretty pelt. It didn't quite occur to him that most of the others were moving on without him, but then again, such things didn't matter to him at the moment. He just needed to clean himself up some before continuing forth.
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