(Ive been out of COUNTRY, so sorry guys, im back though
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*after watching all the chaos rising from him simply heading to a different room, decides to stay close to the fursons
"you guys are like little lost puppys, need someone to lead you by the hand"
*attempts a weak smile and rubs at his arms, feeling the fatuige already
"alright, whos here, whos new, and whos hurt, were going to make an attempt for the Military base on the other side of the city"
(remember, were in LA, so thats alot of ground to cover)
(no one head out of the building till I post again, K, you can continue talking and making your own personal connections to the story, but just dont leave the building
, love you all, BBL)