by ♥Fleur Morte♥ » Sun May 09, 2010 6:22 pm
Ivan's eyes opened slightly, he let out a painful growl as he pushed himselves off ground. His red eyes blinked at the walls in confusion. The confusion quickly became rage and destress, he didn't like being put in a cell with no freedom. He grumbled then sank down back to the cold floor, he didn't bother to turn and look Astram he just stared at the wall annoyed.
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Octavion smiled at Ascher, stroking through his hair lightly, he hoped that the feral would be happy with them.
"Soldier on little cookie."