10-13-2010, 09:06 AM
When Alex found the two, he smiled at the sight. He walked over to them, and greeted Agatha, before looking at the sleeping cat. "I need to borrow her for a second," he declared, picking Sleen up with a pair of tentacles. A third one came out of his back, gently poking the kitten's stomach, face, and the rest of her body. Once she was awaken from his constant poking, he said the words. "Far from the tree."
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.