Last Login: 01/29/2013 6:57 am
*jumps in front of you* Over my dead body you cur. *flicks my whip in a agitated manner, and leaps at you with the ferocity of a jungle cat. A fight breaks out of epic pirate proportions, and as the dust and salty sea water fades, you lay there with wind kitty standing over you, boot pressed to your neck" Don't mess with the cute things. Now walk the plank.