03-09-2009, 03:42 PM
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Shorty -.-'  Attila was not very pleased with his aunt. Yes, he reconized her. Who else could smell and look so much like her?It was indirectly telling him that he was bothering her. Good, now even her was not on his side, but who else was? Who would? Someday, he was going to find this someone, but meanwhile...
"Aah, will you cut thif in four? I wanna ufe them af fockf." He told her, wanting to end this quickly and restart looking for a usable den. He knew it might take a while to fit those, but he was not caring much. Maybe he could find more things while analysing the empty dens. Those would be usefull when he phased. He was very sure that he was going to be a Luperci because of his white tuft in the top of his head. He always thought of this as a growing mane. |