Snippet #1579271

Arch smiled as Tiburon went into a state of love overload. He had two girls petting him and he was eating it up. Then Renee turned her attention to him. element? was all he heard. "Er...it says I'm in the uh...Dóiteáin class." He said, looking at his hand where he had written down the word to make sure he got it right. "My mom was thoroughly confused when I got invited here. I can't light anything on fire to save my soul from Hell." He shrugged. Apathy was the best path in his opinion. Unless it concerned his eating schedule or made him uncomfortable, he didn't really care. Well, except for about Tibs. He didn't go anywhere with out that bundle of fur. He smirked when he thought that. Tiburon would give him a thorough clawing for leaving him someplace alone, especially if there was food or someone who could potentially pet him involved.