Latrans smiles. I'm sure on a lovely moonlit night like this we needn't worry about dorms he intones, leaning in slowly for a kiss.
Hail to the Lord of Death and Destruction!
CATNIP FOR THE CAT GOD! YARN FOR THE YARN THRONE! MILK FOR THE MILK BOWL!
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