spacepossum
✧ goth prince ✧
"Oh, uh, I don't like hot temperatures." Ketsuban had hoped that she didn't offend the fire types with her comment. She then suddenly remembered why she was there talking to them. She walked up to the grass type, almost in his face, having a serious look. "Please don't hurt them, they don't seem like they've done anything wrong." She said sweetly.
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