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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 6:32 pm
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The good thing for Carlos was that Jala got bored really easily, but the bad thing was that rather than leave it, she'd take matters into her own hands in making it seem more... interesting.
And so, when the cheshire didn't react other than give her pitiful sad looks, she huffed, sitting back on her hindquarters as her snake tail hissed. She liked it when the prey put up a bit of a fight. Struggle, plea for their life, ANYTHING. But he... oh jack this was so very boring.
And so, she got up, and instead of wandering away, she bent down, grabbing a mouthful of collar in her teeth, and hefted him up, half carrying half dragging him back towards the tree. Maybe she should try dropping him from higher this time, and see what happens.
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 2:48 pm
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Posted: Mon May 12, 2014 7:35 pm
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Posted: Thu May 15, 2014 5:49 pm
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Perhaps it was just her fear of what he MIGHT have been capable of that caused her to freak out the way she did, but after taking a few to tell herself to CALM THE JACK DOWN, she realized it was just her over-reacting.
Turning her head, she noticed her prey was taking the opportunity to slip away, albeit not very fast. In a way, it was almost like he was taunting her.
With a huff, Jala shifted back, and got up, following after him. "You're a pain, you know that?"
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Posted: Sun May 25, 2014 6:19 pm
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Part of her wondered why she even bothered. He was dull, and boring, and creepy, and not very entertaining at all, and yet she continued to follow him, seeing where he was heading to. That was the extent of her boredom, that she would even stalk the poor Cheshire all the way back to his room.
His little rhyme only made her frown, but when he ducked behind a tombstone, a small smile curled up on her lips. Oh, hide and seek? Finally, things were getting interesting.
She hopped up onto the tombstone, staring down at where Carlos hid, and licked her lips. "And what happened to that little mouse as it ran down?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 1:36 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 1:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2014 6:36 pm
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