Thread:Vox and the Vendetta/@comment-28578706-20181005213213/@comment-34052734-20181006192541

Sabrefang abruptly halted, scrutinizing the area. His pupils dialated as his pastel eyes contracted when he picked up an unfamiliar aroma. It was sweet, similar to honey; the scent made his stomach constrict and created a nauseous feeling. The tomcat was skeptical, but patient, awaiting for this anonymous being to display themself.