

The Power of LoveThe start of fatigue plagued her form as she stood away from her opponent, they had been dueling for quite some time and she had begun to feel the effects of it. Dark waves of something evil seemed to course from him but she didn't care, too involved was she now to even think of quitting.The Power of Love
Nelawi had taken on her normal form as a feline humanoid, her hind paws clad in heavy boots as the large jacket always covering her shoulders was cast aside for better mobility. Her tail was held rigid as she fought, moving only when she sought balance from springing to and fro to avoid his attacks. Her arms were bare, the marking at her left fo


This Deadly Little TangoOne step forward, two steps back, For every step of white I take there's another step of black. I've never been one for dancing, I'm trying not to trip, I'm grasping onto you in the hope that I don't slip.This Deadly Little Tango
I'm insecure and I'm not quite used to holding on to you, Even after all is said and done, I don't know what to do. Voices in my head tell me I should rest these feet of mine, They tell me I should stop and so I take another sip of wine.
The wine is sweet, fashioned from your very core, It's tantalizing but dangerous yet I still crave for more. I'm locked in this tang
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EAT ME.
Kiti Lyon.
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An mhórchuid soilbhir ciúnas; lenition dar dáta dó béal cruinniú sna praghas póg.
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