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N/A · 11-12-2013, 07:28 AM

Typhon

Involuntarily the male's body would stiffen. It was a terrifying world, the darkness in which he lived; but it was familiar to him, and he wasn't sure if he ever wanted to regain his sight, if it somehow was possible. He had learned, years ago, that he had to be on edge at all times, or risk getting himself into a situation like this. Though the feline seemed like she was not interesting in tearing him limb by limb, he couldn't be so certain. And so inch by inch, he would push himself slightly away from the edge of the water, lifting himself so he was poised precariously on the pads of his paws, ready to flee at a moment's notice. His world would tilt dangerously around him and he steadied himself as she began to speak.

Her vocals were soothing, though foreign to him, tainted with the physiology of a creature that was so unfamiliar to him. Ears would swivel on the mangy brute's head, eyes rolling in their sockets as his nose twitched to get a better sense of her scent. "Indeed you could," he noted, lyrics lacking the panic he had felt a moment ago. Instead they were empty and cold -- perhaps death by feline would be a decent way to go out. He found himself doubting whether he'd make it through the coming winter, anyway. "I am Typhon. And you?" She seemed decent enough, and he was not at all going to argue against her obvious superiority over him. Instead he as quiet and thoughtful, still guarded, but curious nonetheless. He had never met a feline willing to talk to him.

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