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THE BEAST

Chernabog Charybis Greatwing-Eos-Astralis ;; Cherna (only if close) Dark Blue Western Dragon w/ Green Highlights Attack in Gold + Bold Panromantic Asexual, Formerly courted by Renlys - Pale Blood of The Pitt Speech in [color=#66cd00]Bold

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God, how Chernabog liked the rat bastard that was Vale. Not in a romantic way, but in the way you'd love a friend, sharing mutual interests and likings, regular gossip. Ver sudden leave created a sharp want in Chernabog's ugly heart for company. Someone to hang out with, even if it was a furry thing like Livingdead. She was an interesting case, from what Chernabog knew, the cheetah felt nothing emotionally. In a way, Chernabog wanted to feel nothing about Vale's leave. But all she felt was hurt and anger. Foreign things.

[color=#66cd00]"A bit early for a new mother to be up, isn't it?" She rumbled as she drifted over the cheetah, landing nearby and turning to face her. The mother of Vale's children, things that weren't meant to be living. Though she would never say it, Chernabog felt a pang of fear. Would she stare at the kids, and see her friend's rotting face in them? Would it hurt? She snorted and shook her head. Thoughts for a later date.

"What's on your mind, fur thing?" She asked, dragging her talons along the sand.

[color=#66cd00]"Speech" [color=#336600]'Thoughts'