.:Ɖαωиβℓαʓɛ:. wrote:(Oh haha mah bad)
Fryte stood still. "Maybe." He grinned, tail waving. His pelt rippled as he stretched, and padded a few feet away. He sat. "Faar enough for ya?" He called, smiling.
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With a growl she leaped forward, advancing out of her territory, on foreign land. Her paws pushed the brute's shoulders, landing him on the ground. She leaned forward, rage tearing in her gaze. Her eyes searched in the brute's, her paws pushed him only harder to the warm ground. The sun's rays easily found their way on Kichwa's pelt. "Don't toy with me, brute!" She said trough a growl. The wind carrying her voice trough the forest. Her abdomen smoothly fell and rose, as she took deep breaths trough her mouth, trying to calm herself down.