09-08-2023, 07:12 PM
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The ocelot’s tail flicked in the sand, drawing patterns that became more elaborate as her unease grew. More warfare? There was always bloodshed, but this time… the ocelot’s amber eyes closed. She couldn’t stomach leaving Alexandre as a prisoner.
“We will prevail.” She repeated Sherbet’s words in her mind.
The Typhoon would prevail until it didn’t. The ocelot opened her eyes, exhaled in one puff. For now, she’d focus on one problem at a time: acting as the sole healer in the group, and tending to Sherbet’s amputation.
“We will prevail.” She repeated Sherbet’s words in her mind.
The Typhoon would prevail until it didn’t. The ocelot opened her eyes, exhaled in one puff. For now, she’d focus on one problem at a time: acting as the sole healer in the group, and tending to Sherbet’s amputation.