(writer is 21+)
( Why are these the only two options? Can't he just be tolerable like everyone else? )
( Why are these the only two options? Can't he just be tolerable like everyone else? )
“I prefer him this way instead of being gloomy. Good morning, Cath Palug.”
( Why are these the only two options? Can't he just be tolerable like everyone else? )
( A shrine to my glory, made of ice and snow. Yes... I approve. )
( A shrine to my glory, made of ice and snow. Yes... I approve. )
She's melting. Figuratively. His cuteness has already defeated her.
He's a ravenous little thing once he gets its scent. It takes him little time at all to rip and devour the chicken.
He's a ravenous little thing once he gets its scent. It takes him little time at all to rip and devour the chicken.
And admiring from afar.
He's a ravenous little thing once he gets its scent. It takes him little time at all to rip and devour the chicken.
"Don't worry. It'll be over before you know it."
He grumbles, but backs off. ( Nonsensical, this is why I hate deities. )
( WHAT. HOW ARE YOU THAT FAST! )
He grumbles, but backs off. ( Nonsensical, this is why I hate deities. )
"Here, kitty kitty~"