Aug 29, 2014
"Ow..."
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"Ow..."
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puttinghimdown || empatheticinvestigator || @daughterhobbs || camerxnquinn || kindcaringtimbo
" A Are you okay? That looked like it hurt..."
Petra climbed through the window as quick as she could. She didn't want to wake the sleeping panther up. She couldn't help but let out a light whimper when she stood up straight. Man had she gotten bruised up tonight.
She quickly walked to the bathroom where she had a set of pjs waiting for her. She pulled her costume off, checking herself out in the mirror. Lots of bruises, scratches, and scars littered the brunette's body. She yawned and stretched her sore muscles, pulling on the sleepwear and starting to ready herself for bed. She currently just wanted to curl up beside the sleeping werepanther and fall asleep, but she had to do a few things before she was able to do that.
kindcaringtimbo
Petra yawned as she stretched her muscles, letting out slight noises as she yawned. She sniffed the air and padded over towards the stretched out male panther, sitting down and tilting her head at him.
"Just get out of here! Just go! I don’t love and and I never will so just fuck off!" -Dickbo away!
Petra's eyes widened and she looked at the ground. "Fine then, you stupid idiot," she muttered walking off, a few tears starting to form. She stopped and turned around. "I had gotten you something, but i guess you don't want it anymore, but just take it," she yelled, throwing a wrapped up box at him and running off.
"It's going to be hard to forget you; you've given me so much to remember." The werepanther smirked cruelly at her, the fake sadness gone like nothing. His feral and wild eyes looking at her. This wasn't Timbo at all. "But oh well, I will eventually.." He laughs at her. -Primal!Timbo
Petra looked at him and sighed. "Timbo what has gotten into you, kitty. This isn't you. You aren't evil, Timbo. That isn't you, hun." she stated, backing up slowly, fiddling with her web shooters behind her back. She would use them if need be. "I've been good to you, Timbo."