”Ok, well, glad you want to.” He said, blushing awkwardly, taking her hand in a tight grip. “I think, Mocking-Jay isn’t here because of... the cats.” Wave joked, trying to get rid of his insane blushing.
*Plivious yawned, woke up, and contracted out its small teeth trying to bite Bengal’s nose. Almost freezing Fer’s face. The Aura Lion scrambled to jump off, but landed on its face. “Mrawn?” Plivious asked.*
”Heh, heh, heh.” Fer said.
Maori threw her sword at Marx’s face. “Be my target, ok?” She shouted, retrieving her sword.
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Shhh, I'm supposed to be sleeping.
Ooof, I dunno if you trust me.
Skull is still in awful pain.