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hollowed out and rotten to the core.
DIR By: vertigo.
Date: May 13, 2013, 3:53 pm
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The splash of a heavy rains and harsh winds felt like needle pin
pricks as a young grey and white tom padded swiftly towards the
unknown. Bright gem colored orbs flared in frustration, and the
young Django longed for shelter, just to get out of the rain.
His lithe form crept quickly, making no noise across the
thundering landscapes. The rain disguised some of the Cercis
scent, but with the help of his nose, Django knew he was close
to trespassing and stopped short.
Almost upon reaching the border, the rain and thunder vanished,
though a few flashes of lightning were quite hesitant to go.
Shaking out his fur, Django waited for some felines to come
across his shivering form. Upon the thunderstorm ending, a dense
fog covered the ground, making all visible surroundings vanish
in a ghostly pale white. Among that was whispers, for young
Django was alone...
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Re: hollowed out and rotten to the core.
DIR By: splashy
Date: May 13, 2013, 7:14 pm
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Maybe if she could speak everything would be easier. But
obviously nothing was going to be easy for the small, disabled
little albino who was three-legged and mute. Whoop dee doo. But
then again, her life was perfect. She was never upset, only when
she was jealous, because she truly did have it all. The position
of her dreams, Doctor, a mate who loved her so much, Orion, and
children. They loved her, she loved them, and one of them was
even training under her. It was perfect. The mist was quite
concealing for her flashing, alabaster pelt. Minus her
brilliant, ruby red doe eyes, Circe was undetectable.
Who said Doctors couldn't fight? Orion and Zenida had both
taught her at one point or another, so she wasn't useless. After
a few moments of watching Django through tempest, relaxed
optics, she sprang out, landing as nimbly as one could with
three legs. Offering a soft smile, Circe made no hostile
movements, but wanted to make it pretty clear this was her land.
Well, the land that held her loyalty and the land that her mate
ruled over. So, her land. With a look as if to say 'why are you
here, darling?', the albino feline sat down, eyes not leaving
the trespasser for even a moment.
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Re: hollowed out and rotten to the core.
DIR By: vertigo.
Date: May 13, 2013, 8:57 pm
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As if he could somehow sense her non-aggressive stance, he
simply bowed his head in respect. He hadn't known she was mute,
but his natural intelligence guessed that she could not speak.
He didn't want to plainly say, 'you're a mute, so i hope you
understand what i'm saying'. No, he needed to communicate as
easily as possible. Shuffling his paws, Django blinked his neon
green and yellow flaked orbs. "Hello, I'm Django, and I would
like to join this feline group," he meowed confidently, giving
one solemn nod. "I am, and have always been a loner, not
belonging to any religions. Yet, I am willing to follow any sort
of customs you have here, that is, if you will accept me."
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