02-07-2021, 09:39 AM
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SEVEN
Farah and Arrow approaching seemed to have little effect on Sevens efforts; She only slowed her feasting when Arrow asked if the meal was tasty. Lifting a bloodied maw she ran her three-forked tongue across it, coating her maw with saliva. She placed a paw over the body, lifting her head to meet the two. "Mh... Yes." She forced out, very clearly not entirely there. [color=#ff7f7f]"Wanted me home.. but home not there. Home here."
[sub][color=transparent][W]isker[/sub]✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* But you could buy up all the stars, and it wouldn't change who you are.*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Seven -- Tigress -- Congregants of Genesis