Lovely. One down. One to go. With a hiss, Scratch stalked forward, an almost purr rumbling in his throat.
Best not tell you. Best just show you just what I mean. he spat, before lunging forward with the speed of a snake, his claws slicing for her chest before he slipped back again. He might be a little older, but he wasn't letting his body get ruined, not at all. (FYI, no killing or major injuries, have your cat leave after a bit maybe? I want to do another rp here pre-arranged) @
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