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Published: 2015-02-12 11:16:53 +0000 UTC; Views: 614; Favourites: 45; Downloads: 1
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Updated reference for my Pererth, Atwuar.ΒHe's one of many that I own of the species. XD There will be more coming soon.
Pererth are owned by Symrea and Aerophoinix
Art is mine.
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Really cool! I love your Pererths
It says he has 6 limbs?
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4 legs + 2 wings, of course.
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*Pats you* It's okay if you're dumb, dum-dum.
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//sobsgrossly//
//throws Asmodous at Atwuar
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*comforts u* XDDD
Oh mai!
Atwuar: who dis O.O
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//clings//
Asmodeus: //hisses//
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Lmao, you butt.
Atwuar: *Hisses back*
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I a butt you a butt
Asmodeus: //puff up angrily, glaring//Β
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You a bigger butt, you butt
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double butt you butt you are
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Atwuar: It's not nice to tear yourself down like that.Β
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Asmodeus: //looks appaled// Β ......anus can be a good thing.
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Atwuar: I don't want to know how that could possibly be a good thing.Β
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Asmodeus: //awkwad shifting// uh... I don't know..
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Atwuar: Huh.
Clovis: *Pops in* Don't worry, it IS fun! *pops off*
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Asmodeus: ha! The other thing agrees.
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Atwuar: Don't listen to that... pervert. >.>
Clovis: Pervert? *Gasps* My aching heart!
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Metriarc: pervert?! *growls* that's my "perv" you're talking to.
Asmodeus: //facepalm// I should slit all of your throats. It would do you a favour.
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Clovis: *Pulls Met in for a hug* Babe!
Atwuar: That's weird. *Looks at Met and Clovis* That's weird, what you're doing there.
Clovis: You're welcome to try, Spikes. *Sticks his tongue out at Asmodeus*
Atwuar: I'm out of here. *Lopes away with a tiny shadow ball following close behind*
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Metriarc: *growls violently at Atwuar, clovis holding him back with his hug*
Asmodeus: //awkward chuckle/laugh// ahaha... sometime perhaps. //blushes and shifts back and forth//
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Clovis: 
Atwuar: ~.~ *Grooming himself in the background*
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Metriarc: //hisses and pouts angrily// Clan?
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Clovis: Clan. Tribe. We're part of the same one, so it's kind of like a big extended family. You know?
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Metriarc: //blank stare// What?
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Clovis: Tribe, or family? You know, a group you live with... Like what your grouchy hermit was to you, Atwuar and the tribe is to me. Even if Atwuar is an ass most of the time.
Atwuar: Pfft. You try suddenly meeting a bunch of Pererth like I have and see if you're cheerier about how your life's Β changed.
Clovis: Then leave, buddy!
Atwuar: *Scoffs* But then who'd keep your things all tidy while you were off galavanting about with Mr. Tall, Green and Rude over there?
Clovis: ... ~.~ Just be happy I don't sick him on you right now.
Atwuar: Yes, sir.
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Metriarc: *continues to look slightly confused but goes with it* Β better watch it, tall, grey and annoying. Β Don't think you want me to have Clovis's permission to attack.Β
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Atwuar: What? Grey? I'll have you know that I'm more a BLUE-grey in coloration.
Clovis: THAT'S the only thing in that sentence that you took offense to?
Atwuar: Pfft. You're holding him back, I've got nothing to fear.
Clovis: ~.~ Maybe I say it's okay for him to shake you up a bit.Β
Atwuar: And maybe I surprise you both and rough him up instead.
Clovis: Is that a challenge?
Atwuar: Bring it on!
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Metriarc: *growls* I'll tear your legs off bastard. *snaps at him angrily* let me kill this fucker!
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Clovis: *Sighs* If the leaders find out that I let you tear into him, they'd have my hide, Met. Come on, let's just go calm you down. I saw some choice herds of wild horses. I'll let you pick one you can tackle and maim, if you want to.
Atwuar: Aww, weak. *Floats off*
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Metriarc: *hears Atwuar call him weak and throws himself at the other Pererth in a rage, biting into the other'sshoulder as hard as he could with his massive, metal canines while digging in with huge claws, growling like a savage beast*
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Atwuar: *Does a roll midair and throws Met down onto the ground before he can do too much damage* Holy shit!
Clovis: Careful with him, dammit! *Rushes over and tackles Met to keep him from trying to attack again* Get out of here already, I'll calm him down!
Atwuar: *Wonders what Clovis' got himself into as he flies off*
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Metriarc: *roars like a dragon much larger than himself, eyes red as he watches Atwuar fly away, eventually curls up under Clovis like he's pouting*
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Clovis: *Gets comfy on top of Met, resting his head on top of the other pererth's* ~.~ There there, babe. You won that fight.
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Metriarc: *tries to get comfortable* I know. *gruff and annoyed* Β should have let me kill him.
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Clovis: *Rubs his chin against one of Β Met's horns* ~.~ He's an ass, but he's still my friend. You're great, but I draw the line at killing tribemates. 
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Metriarc: *has calmed down at least by now* can I go tear some prey apart now? Β *huffs* he made me get all tense.
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Clovis: *Gets off of Met and scratches himself behind the ear with a hindleg* ~.~ Β go on and hunt, do you need me for back up?
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Metriarc: *nods* don't you want to come hunt too?
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Clovis: XD I don't feel like hunting, but I'll come and watch.
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Metriarc: Aww alright then~ Β *runs off to hunt*
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Clovis: *Casually jogs a little bit behind Met* ~u~
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Metriarc: *glances back* Happy Valentine's day, love.
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Clovis: *Laughs* Happy Valentine's day. ~u~ So... how do you not know about tribes, but you know about a human holiday?
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Metriarc: *chuckles* What I know depends on what my cranky hermit "father" knew.
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Clovis: I'm just trying to wrap my head around the fact that at some point in time, your 'father' lived close enough to humans that he'd know their holidays. XD
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Metriarc: He traveled from time to time. Β Listened in on things a lot too.
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Clovis: Well, it's still nice. Happy Valentines Day! What does that mean, anyway? Got any plans for today?
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