
Posted by Fazzle on October 23, 2009, 2:45 am, in reply to "†Different Tastes†"
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Fazzle turned her muzzle to face him with gleaming orange launterns. "You...are getting your rest today....and I am going to slaughter something." she said sound a bit menacing at the slaughter part but compassionate in the first. She smirked a matted grin feeling the opposite of how he looked.
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