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Description
This is a picture of Kutisha and Saiko.
Saiko belongs to: kittkatt1997
And Kutisha belongs to me.

Roleplay:

Kutisha:
Kutisha rolled her eyes and snapped, " Thats no way to treat a bird." Kutisha was touchy about birds, her father always told her to respect the creatures of the sky, because they can do something you cant. Fly. " Well, you should figure out whats wrong with you. Because next time I hear anything like that ill knock your brains out. Got it?" She snapped, she knew she probably sounded stupid. But she meant it. "Come back to camp, we need help cleaning up the mess the two scoundrels brought on us." And she turned and stopped back towards camp with no stealth this time.

Saiko:He snorted and snarled. "Would ya have rather'd a squirrel then, lass??" he snapped back, his lips curling back into a slight snarl as he spoke. "An' I dare ya ta' try an' knock it outta me! I'll rip ya apart like th' others! Or worse!" His claws dug into the ground in anger, tearing up a few roots. He snorted once again before looking up at the sky. He took a few breaths to calm himself before retracting his claws and looking back at the camp. "Ay, overreactin', much...?" he mumbled. She was feisty... a little TO feisty. He wasn't evil, and he really had no idea what he was doing. He was just misunderstood most of the time. He sighed and la his head down. "Why should I hafta' help when 'ees th' one who trash'd th' place..." he growled. "Make th' traitor clean th' mess, I say...."

Kutisha:
Kutisha stopped dead in her tracks, "Would I have rathered a squirrel?!" she snarled as she turned and got right in his face, " At the very least you could have eaten it once you were finished making the innocent suffer, and worse?! Ha! No, I dont believe so. And I DARE to knock it outta you, and I will if you dont get your damn furry butt back to camp and do your part in living here." This time she wasnt going to turn back, she turned and kicked dirt up in the air towards Saiko for good measure and started a steady trot back to camp.

Description
This is a picture of Kutisha and Saiko.
Saiko belongs to: kittkatt1997
And Kutisha belongs to me.

Roleplay:

Kutisha:
Kutisha rolled her eyes and snapped, " Thats no way to treat a bird." Kutisha was touchy about birds, her father always told her to respect the creatures of the sky, because they can do something you cant. Fly. " Well, you should figure out whats wrong with you. Because next time I hear anything like that ill knock your brains out. Got it?" She snapped, she knew she probably sounded stupid. But she meant it. "Come back to camp, we need help cleaning up the mess the two scoundrels brought on us." And she turned and stopped back towards camp with no stealth this time.

Saiko:He snorted and snarled. "Would ya have rather'd a squirrel then, lass??" he snapped back, his lips curling back into a slight snarl as he spoke. "An' I dare ya ta' try an' knock it outta me! I'll rip ya apart like th' others! Or worse!" His claws dug into the ground in anger, tearing up a few roots. He snorted once again before looking up at the sky. He took a few breaths to calm himself before retracting his claws and looking back at the camp. "Ay, overreactin', much...?" he mumbled. She was feisty... a little TO feisty. He wasn't evil, and he really had no idea what he was doing. He was just misunderstood most of the time. He sighed and la his head down. "Why should I hafta' help when 'ees th' one who trash'd th' place..." he growled. "Make th' traitor clean th' mess, I say...."

Kutisha:
Kutisha stopped dead in her tracks, "Would I have rathered a squirrel?!" she snarled as she turned and got right in his face, " At the very least you could have eaten it once you were finished making the innocent suffer, and worse?! Ha! No, I dont believe so. And I DARE to knock it outta you, and I will if you dont get your damn furry butt back to camp and do your part in living here." This time she wasnt going to turn back, she turned and kicked dirt up in the air towards Saiko for good measure and started a steady trot back to camp.