Cassiopeia's View a choir of angels

[table width=80%][tr][td]A pure laugh spilled from the trickster's lips as the whisper only but grazed his ears. He could not imagine the mess they would make together; could not imagine Marmion failing at hunting by tripping or losing a trail. It was all simply too beautiful to be true and Seffie didn't like the facades the future wore. You'll simply scare the prey away. He said with a chuckle and in an awfully eerie tone that was neither sweet nor mocking.

But you could feed me scraps whenever we do find something to eat - so romantic... He purred cringe worthily.[/tr][/td][/table]