

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
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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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Yeah right, like I need a signature
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Sarcasm is good but, a flame thrower is better.
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An mhórchuid soilbhir ciúnas; lenition dar dáta dó béal cruinniú sna praghas póg.
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We may be thousands of miles apart, but on a globe we're only inches away.
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Sweet dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree.. Travel the world and the seven seas.. Everybody is looking for something. Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you.
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Sweet dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree.. Travel the world and the seven seas.. Everybody is looking for something. Some of them want to use you. Some of them want to get used by you. Some of them want to abuse you.
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Maria
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"It's not just that the anatomy is technically correct, but.. What drives the animator's pencil is what's in the animator's heart." -Deb Bennett
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