by azhefa. » Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:34 am
Death looks over at the other cat, his deep gold eyes cold and hard and he growls at her, "Do you know who you're talking to cub? I suggest you ask someone before you talk to me again." He walks away to his rock to bath under a heat lamp.
Mala doesn't see the male until he was close by, she looks at him and sighs, "Just another marage, trick of the eyes and nothing more."
pisces ● est/south eastern usa ● newly single
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current online hours: unknown, due to work
will be switching to night shift at the end of the month
going through it and doing my best
please have patience with me