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Waterfall / Re: Cold and alone
« on: May 10, 2019, 08:14:07 am »
Prior to what is transpiring, a loud mouth cheetah decided to spend his days visiting Waterfall to cool down from his usual antics, the monster allowed water droplets to soak his fur, he would stick out his tongue to get a taste of why the water lives up to its namesake. it was okay at first, bitter on the aftertaste but nonetheless safe to drink. He stared quietly at the large pool of water accumulated from the tunnels, the temptation to dive in swelled up inside, it dissipated quickly when he heard voices nearby, naturally it prompted an investigation.
Gust zoomed off relying on primal instincts to track down those voices, from what he can gather it sounds like a group of people is looking for someone, he stumbled upon them eventually and wisely kept a distance, without knowing if they can be trustworthy. He followed them from a distance silently, trying to pick on more of these conversation, another voice echoed the area, it belonged to someone he havent heard since the Flowey incident and wished he didn't hear any time soon, before long the ice puck himself came into view, the mere sight of that white haired menace caused him to sneer in anger.
"Sprite..", bad memories surfaced, he remembered trying to help the young lad and all he got was a beat down and a spit in the face, he should have known he was the kind of person to relish the death of others, its sickening he even knows this guy, he also tried to kill his girlfriend and he will never forgive him for it.
The group appears to be in a battle with the freezing cold fiend, an opportunity for him to provide backup if needed, the cheetah speed off towards them standing idle in parallel to the group. he knew first hand how dangerous Sprite is in combat, he is not to be taken lightly."Ya got some pretty big cajones for comin' back." he stood tall with clenching fists, giving the ice wielder a violent glare, no more wisecracking humor, no more games, this time he is going down!
Gust zoomed off relying on primal instincts to track down those voices, from what he can gather it sounds like a group of people is looking for someone, he stumbled upon them eventually and wisely kept a distance, without knowing if they can be trustworthy. He followed them from a distance silently, trying to pick on more of these conversation, another voice echoed the area, it belonged to someone he havent heard since the Flowey incident and wished he didn't hear any time soon, before long the ice puck himself came into view, the mere sight of that white haired menace caused him to sneer in anger.
"Sprite..", bad memories surfaced, he remembered trying to help the young lad and all he got was a beat down and a spit in the face, he should have known he was the kind of person to relish the death of others, its sickening he even knows this guy, he also tried to kill his girlfriend and he will never forgive him for it.
The group appears to be in a battle with the freezing cold fiend, an opportunity for him to provide backup if needed, the cheetah speed off towards them standing idle in parallel to the group. he knew first hand how dangerous Sprite is in combat, he is not to be taken lightly."Ya got some pretty big cajones for comin' back." he stood tall with clenching fists, giving the ice wielder a violent glare, no more wisecracking humor, no more games, this time he is going down!

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