[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px;][font=arial][justify][size=8]There goes another friend. 'Why does every friend I make leave?' The feline thought as he looked down at the ground, narrowed gaze following his claws as they marked the dirt underneath them. First he lost his friend Eric, Aerin was nowhere to be found, and now Sodapop had left for the Rift. He used to feel sad whenever he lost a friend. Anymore it just angered the Guardian. Icarus tried his best to hid his anger or suppress it so he didn't transform out of nowhere, but it was difficult for him to say the least.
'Who needs friends when you have yourself?' He told himself as he stopped raking his claws against the Earth. It wasn't the ghost possessing him that said this. Nope, it was all Icarus. The vain phantom seems to be having an influence on the young male. Though he wasn't going to complain. The grumpy expression that was on the tabby's face vanished as he stood up, a soft sigh escaping from his mouth. Right, he had work to do. But a little conversation before he got started wouldn't hurt, would it?