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Rook
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ The Champion ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
He/They | Claw | 29 moons | Atari
``Non Desitas- Non Exieris; No Retreat- No Surrender``

Purrks: Killer Aptitude (T2) [ACTIVE] Ultimate Predator [INACTIVE] HP; Sense [PERM ACTIVE] Just A Scratch [PERM ACTIVE]
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There was a flicker on insanity that crossed Rook's gaze, the same one that made Willow screech in terror, eyes wide in fear. Long claws crashed down on Willow's form as a slow, menacing smile formed. He was going to die for this. For the betrayl he caused for the Atari.

Then he heard his baby girl.

Wide eyes shifted to look over at Quiet Hail and Shy Horse, exhaling shakily in gratitude as Quiet escorted her baby girl away quickly.

Rook easily flipped Willow over, pupils slitted as he nodded to Ares coolly. "This is for the atari.. for brutus." He sneered, jaws bared.

Willow screeched and squirmed, trying to get away, ears pinned and terror in his eyes.
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