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[ There is a small pink cat with TEETH grinning at you. Why is here? Because its mun is procrastinating making icons for an actual serious account with actual serious importance and needs to kill time, clearly.
Or maybe they're just here totorment people have a good time who knows. ]
Or maybe they're just here to

WELL, IF EVERYBODY ELSE IS GONNA BE A *COWARD...!*
[Going to bend over to look closer.]
Re: WELL, IF EVERYBODY ELSE IS GONNA BE A *COWARD...!*
Until Alastor is met with a grin that practically mirrors his own. Hello other self. ]
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Aren't you a tiny menace? [His grin widens.] How delightful!
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Stop looking at me like that...
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And then its head tilts an unnatural 45 degree angle as if trying to get a better look at whoever is perceiving him at the moment. ]
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Maedhros will deny flinching away from the disturbing creature until the day he dies, but that is exactly what he does when it's neck twists like that. It also makes him give it a very suspiscious look, for it's general unnaturalness does remind him of a certain Maia he has no wish to ever see again.]
That better not be you, Sauron. Or else I'll take the risk and see how far I can kick you in that form.
[But he sure does hope he's wrong.]
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There is a deep rumbling purr though as it gets up and approaches Maedhros. Slowly. As if stalking prey... and then it does the unthinkable:
It goes right for the ankles, twisting itself around the other's feet with its body seemingly elongating at certain points. Just normal cat behavior as one does. ]
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Maedhros watches it approach with a deep sense of suspiscion, repressing the instinct to back away, and then...
Eeeewww! Ew, ew, ew, ew! Get it off of him!]
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Hello?