FLYING OFF THE DEEP END // raid

[Pastel]

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PASTEL ROUX !

We are the weirdos mister.

Pastel had helped plan the raid to a point. She had a patrol of fliers dropping glitter filled glass bottles onto the field and any number of enemies or allies could get hit, either with the glass, the glitter or both. Some might not get hit at all, but it might be a good disraction to the Pitt if they could see the bottles dropping.

While her patrol was enacting a previously planned attack, she went to enact an improvised one. She barely had the size of a three month old kit, and fought like a magician mainly, but she saw an opportunity when Jervis did his temporary retreat. The witch snuck underneath his belly with care, careful not to disturb his fur and with a great spring, jumped up into his belly. She assumed it would feel like getting punched, or having a weight thrown at you, she was a whole three and a half pounds after all.

//I have permission for smacking [member=3615]JERVIS[/member] with a tiny cat

Penned by Elumina - "SPEECH"

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