http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... itable.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Deuce called, summoning them back to the room with just a few simple words. The brute's ears flickered somewhat, a scowl returning to his face; the words he's snapped at his gray-furred rival were left hanging idly in the air, though DaVinci appeared ready to bite back at the first chance he could. Instead, though, the creature withdrew again and frowned like an abused puppy, like everything that had happened to the once-majestic Matriarch was his fault. Reason was beyond this pitiful creature, and Jefferson knew to stop trying. Surely he was just as stubborn as his mother was... And the cyclops knew he would be in the same situation later on, trying to convince her she'd be all right. Life went on.
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