SPACE BOUND ROCKET SHIP

The seas wine red; This is the death of beauty

this is the time and this is the place to be alive

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For a wolf who was quite obviously tripping over his own paws with some kind of insanity or poison, he would speak quite well. He carried himself like a mentor, a teacher, and seemed almost disappointed in her for 'not telling the truth'. He was going on this speel about her not being well. She was half curious as to what else he might be seeing with those glazed eyes of his. Was she sprouting extra tail or turning green?

It seemed like this was going to be alot more difficult than she'd first thought. As the male spoke, however, an idea sparked up in her mind. Champion bent her ears a little, slowly letting her shoulders droop with a sigh. Her tail was broken into it's proud curved shape, but she let it wilt a little. "You know," she murmured a little less easily. "I have been feeling a bit under the weather lately." The golden she-wolf's form swayed a bit, but she caught herself with a sidestep. "Would you mind walking me to someplace safer?"

(ooc: sorry for shortness)

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