July 15th, 2024, 03:02 PM
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fangs into flesh ♛
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Join Date: Jun 2020
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Ghostwhisperer.
PURRKS: Shadow Fiend
Frankly it was as simple as that. Void had snarled at Singesmoke and claws clashed roughly against the outsiders face. Tearing away the flesh in an instant. If they were being honest....ghost had been avoiding the other Warrior ever since the incident in that twoleg nest. They had avoided and had actually guess void scared the other cat. But hey? Face your fear, right?
Ghost had been rotting in this damn place for a moon or two, Singesmoke had left void to die. Blood pooling from the second attack, grabbing the warrior around the throat, sinking their teeth in it, then tearing out whatever life remained. Yet, Ghostwhisperer's final moments hadn't been harsh. Filled to the brim without pain, shockingly. But that wasn't permeant within the afterlife...
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