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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Aug 21, 2021 22:45:39 GMT -5
Anya smiled. "She is, but Felix likes to irritate them. He means bo harm, but he'll joke and insult them fully expecting them to play back. I remember one time when Corrik was just a few months old, we were all outside and enjoying the evening. Felix had gotten into the habit that day to pull Corrik's tail every time he ran passed. Well, Corrik waited, and sure enough, when Felix got up to head inside, Corrik bit the seat of his pants and pulled them down. Never had I seen him jump so high in the air before. He deserved it, and he clearly didn't learn his lesson because now it's a running joke between them."
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