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He didn't look back at the brute, Olalla blinked. "How do you do it," he rumbled. The beast flicked his ear, a smile drifting onto his face as he looked back at the dark wolf. "How do you make those clouds? Do you have an extra sack within your stomach that allows you to form them? Is there a special flap in your throat that helps make them, like an alligator's throat flap that keeps water out." He sat up from his haunches, though he had asked three questions already, he still had one more left. It wasn't to important, but Olalla still wanted to know. "Does your throat burn when you make them?" The beast tilted his head, glancing at the primate but to be honest, he wasn't very interested in monkey's.
[sub][member=10990]CAUSTIC.[/member] [/sub]
OOC: Damn man, harsh. Haha
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To Those Who Judge
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%;max-height: 350px;overflow: auto;"][div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]Olalla's eyes furrowed. Not the most friendly type, but he was still thankful that the brute didn't kill him on the spot. He tested the name on his tongue, it was an odd name but then again, so was Olalla. He made a 'humph' sound as Caustic practically told him to leave; ignoring his sentence all together. The beast turned his head, Olalla's eyes following his gaze out to the desert. Sometimes, he really wished he could read even the darkest of minds.To Those Who Judge
He didn't look back at the brute, Olalla blinked. "How do you do it," he rumbled. The beast flicked his ear, a smile drifting onto his face as he looked back at the dark wolf. "How do you make those clouds? Do you have an extra sack within your stomach that allows you to form them? Is there a special flap in your throat that helps make them, like an alligator's throat flap that keeps water out." He sat up from his haunches, though he had asked three questions already, he still had one more left. It wasn't to important, but Olalla still wanted to know. "Does your throat burn when you make them?" The beast tilted his head, glancing at the primate but to be honest, he wasn't very interested in monkey's.
[sub][member=10990]CAUSTIC.[/member] [/sub]
OOC: Damn man, harsh. Haha
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I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
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