11-12-2008, 02:34 PM
"You have nothing to be sorry about, Tia," Erimis said. "I'm the one who should be sorry." He bowed his head. "Sorry for making up such a rude Fursona," he said sincerely as he glared at Nothus.
Nothus sighed. "I'm sorry, Tia. You are definitely not bugging us. And you-" he paused to lift Prowl back to a standing position. "Let's try not to be an embodiment of our creators, okay?" Nothus stated in Prowl's ear, the tip of his forked tongue lightly touching the inside of it.
Nothus sighed. "I'm sorry, Tia. You are definitely not bugging us. And you-" he paused to lift Prowl back to a standing position. "Let's try not to be an embodiment of our creators, okay?" Nothus stated in Prowl's ear, the tip of his forked tongue lightly touching the inside of it.
~Death is Sweet. Embrace it.~
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