I’ll be on a permanent hiatus from here on out, where I might log on to scroll through the dash and check up on people’s muses oocly but my roleplaying will be over. 

They were both safe and that’s all you wanted.

You were washed-out from an intense couple of days. Your concentration sparked powers not even you knew you had. You and Aranah had a few tussles with higher powers but a full regeneration of a heart? 

It delightfully shocked you to regain something for a change. The spiraling of suffering these past few sweeps was rattling your patience thin, but one victory was enough to send you asleep with a smile landing on your face. 

They come to me 8ecause you suck.

What did you do to them to cause that? What evil doings have you done to them? Also which cat did that to you? I don’t believe you. Im calling your bluff. I say that all my indoor cats are too fat and old fur that. I say you’re lying.

He always looks sad you have to ask him how his day has b33n or he’ll get even more depressed. Also, when you say big boy I know you’re talking about clawford but I have another cat named big boy.

Victim blaming, are you? I say I’ve never had someone turn on me so fast. Pardus Grandpaw Leijon I’m surprised at your accusations. All I did was be my fine, sexy self. 

Your cats are predators and your bestie betrayed you by overfeeding them. She helped them in their depression eating and when I regulated their dinners they took it upon themselves to strike me down!

why do you have a bun?

I don’t think they can jump that high. Are you taunting them with your bun? Are you wrongfully accusing my darling cats that haven’t done a thing wrong in their lives?

Do you dare underestimate the pounce radius of a determined cat? Do you know there is one who jumps off walls and propels his talons at my nutritious hair locks folded neatly into a bun? Do you know it is now in a jumbled mess because of the impact of said talons?