"You hear what some people are calling birds that devote their lives to religion? Birds of pray."
"Are you kitten me, Honored?"

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"You hear what some people are calling birds that devote their lives to religion? Birds of pray."
"Are you kitten me, Honored?"
Sign:I wonder if Ms Fortune minds having her ears petted?
UndyingFeline has stumbled upon Project Peacock!
The undead cyborg was lurking in Little Innsmouth, trying to avoid prying eyes that could fall on her. She was craving some dumplings but given the busy mid day lunch hour, she was also stuck with the chaotic rush. She lifts her collar higher as she tries to brave the crowd....
"You're not looking for treble, are you? It doesn't seem like your forte." No one is safe from the pun-loving cat.
"Hmm..."
"I could sax you the same question, kitty cat. I've definitely heard you're tune before, so I'll just get to the bass of the matter. What's a girl like you doing in a place like this? I'm praying to the trinity that you're not a lyre."
"So many visitors... can we help you?" -Simon scratched his cheek while looking at the little crowd in front of him-.