second blood.

[deathwarder]

 [ There is a demonic cat resting in the library atop one of the many tables, books piled all around it. Curled in its tail is a pen, currently scribbling furiously in an open journal. Splayed beneath its paws are a variety of texts detailing dark, forbidden magics. Sharp red eyes follow the pages, jagged claws skimming lines written in an

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[lastisocorn]

[a cat writing with its tail? You might be the Destroyer of Worlds, DW, but that's pretty goddamn cute. Quorra tries not to giggle when she comes across this scene.]

[deathwarder]

[ Deathwing purrs at Quorra's approach. ]

Hello again, my dear. How do you fare?

[lastisocorn]

[DOES LITTLE DEATH KITTY WANT PETTINGS? Because she really wants to pet him.]

I'm always better when I'm surrounded by books.

[deathwarder]

[ Only from you, Quorra. You're special. ]

They certainly are a pleasant distraction.

[lastisocorn]

[and thus pettings he has! She runs the tip of her forefinger from the top of his little head to the edge of his tailbone.]

What kinds of books does a dragon like?

[deathwarder]

[ Ah, that's the spot. A contented rumble escapes him as he leans into the touch. ]

I've been reading up on magic. My hope is to restore my power in full eventually, but so far, I haven't met with much success.