Can i Get Uhhhhh Draw My Fursona???

Aaaand one more keychain I’d want

TT: Wait, did you say Don Seena? That guy is so over pushed, and is shoved so far down everyone's throats, I'm surprised you can even focus on wrestling with that girth down that trap. I don't understand how you aren't sick of him.

GT: Woah okay, first of all wise-guy, you have some nerve talking about earth's hero, Don Seena like that. He's a strapping lad who fights for the people and lays a wicked rapping on any evildoer that crosses his path.

TT:...

GT: Don't tell me you're jealous of his verbal throwdowns!

——“Press your heart against the thorn,

sing still higher,

dye the roses red with your blood,

for that young man who longs to love.”

（Tying into the imagery of a shrike piercing its prey on thorns, and also thinking of the nightingale from Oscar Wilde's The Nightingale and the Rose — the one who sang until her heart broke for love.)