The sweet sound of broken bells

*Migi* · 12-05-2014, 09:53 PM

While she said that, Migi wouldn't be swayed by it. Survival was the only drive he needed, after all every other emotion settled behind that. You protected someone because you wished for them to survive. You flee in a fight so you survive. When you have given up on survival, you have given up on life. He did not smirk at her, he continued to follow her into the caverns for a more luxurious area to do the deed as many called it.

She was inviting yes she was, and Migi was no stranger to pleasuring women. He had been with many, although he was forced to do that. Occasionally, when his brother had stopped beating him at least. That was why on most occasions he hated touch, aside from where he wished it and it was fighting. "Your fur shines brightly within these crystal walls." he cooed at her at the confines of this rather comfy dirt den.

Speech,

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