the anthem of success

THANK YOU CANTTINA!

Well yes, I did, he began with a shrug. It's not often that I find myself in the presence of a snow leopard - combine that with the trees poking out of the water and the fact that you sort of float when you move, I had much trouble discerning reality from fantasy.



He gave her a pointed look, icy orbs focused cautiously on hers. I am glad that you turned out to be real. I find you quite beautiful, and was really hoping to find someone beautiful to talk with. Erebos spoke in earnest truths and they were reflected in his tone. He had been desperate for someone to talk to so that he could get his head back down from the clouds. Having someone who was a treat to the eyes only made him that much more satisfied. This wasn't to say he found the cat attractive, heavens no. However, he admired her much like he would a sunrise or a field of flowers - as a natural work of art.



While manners were of the utmost importance to Erebos, he couldn't help but scoff at her final words. He shook his head with purpose as he responded. I wouldn't call it thriving. We are caught up in so much turmoil - whether it be insanity or war or overpopulation or neglect that ravages us - it is impossible to consider our lives to be thriving. Wolves endured much suffering, and much trouble. While it may have appeared to be a benefit that their population was so strong, it seemed to Erebos that it was instead a curse.



After living a life feeling neglected and crazy, who could blame him for that opinion?

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