“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHUHUHUHUHUHU.” Epidemic scuffed extremely loudly, yawning and stretching her cracked open jaw in the heat of the day. She did somethings, she lounged about and ish. She hadn’t talked to Kronos in a bit, but it was… how do you say… awkward?
Oh, yeah. Awkward. hahHA.
Epidemic walked around, and around, and around. Then, she found herself encircled in her own jealously.
Epidemic the Hunter.
As in hunter of SUCCESS AND FORTUNE.
She scuffed again, but not as loud. Her and Kronos were basically on the same level—at least in her own mind. Icarus didn’t need to know about her envy or anger. She would just prove that she was for the job. And that my friends, started with making friends with the other pack members—including tiny child.
Putting her nose to ground, Epidemic meandered casually to where the scent of Atayla, Aiden, and Artem concentrated the most.
Mar 02, 2018 06:51 PM
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