Talk:Salamander/@comment-96.32.109.252-20160216000541/@comment-5426290-20160216103726

Seeing the knife I go wide-eyed, till a manticore teacher promptly snatches up the weapon. "What the hell are you carrying this thing for, little missy?"

The salamander yelps and hugs me. "I need a weapon to be a warrior and protect the weak!" (>.<)

The manticore frowns at her. "Do you need to shove the ones you save?"

The salamander pouts and looks at me. "He was in danger, he almost stepped in chewing gum." (._.)

The manticore huffs and walks off. "You get this back after school."

The salamander whines and burries her face in my neck. "It's not fair, I'm a warrior!" *Sob, sob*

I then pet her awkwardly atwhich she kisses me and flusteredly walks away after the manticore. "D-don't forget who saved you, o-okay?" (>///<)