Here. We. Go.

Aslatiel · (This post was last modified: 06-22-2020, 06:40 PM by Aslatiel.)

Once the underside and legs were split, Asla began carefully peeling the skin back from the red and pink flesh beneath. She used her claws to painstakingly separate the sheets of fat and connective tissue from the skin. As she worked, her ears were perked, listening as Magnus spoke. So the place that he came from was a lot different from here. She could sense the hesitancy in his speech and decided to allow him to drop the subject. "Well, I'm glad you're here too." Though they barely knew one another, she felt as though she liked him. He was quiet and he didn't seem to be judging her. At least his expression didn't show what he thought of her.

As Asla cut, one little claw nicked a blood vessel and the red liquid squirted out from the pressure upon it, splattering upon one cream colored cheek. The girl released a slight giggle, but kept on with her work. If you couldn't get at least a little bloody, there was no point in doing any of this. That was the way she thought, anyway. When she washed the blood away, her fur would look even prettier than it had before. She knew this from experience.

"Speech"

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Here. We. Go.

Armada mini game/Magnus

Aslatiel