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Pixel was a creature of the sky. To anyone that knew her, this was a fairly obvious observation to make. The pink cat had a pair of wings on her back and was very talented at using them. She was high up in the sky, just above the treeline, when she spotted a large open field full of flowers. A bright smile broke out over her face, her eyes shining in the sunlight. She... supposed she could use a rest... in a nice flower field. She chuckled, waiting until she was over the petals before her wings fell shut. A confident smile covered her face as she cried out in excitement at the freefall. Nearing the ground, her feathers snapped back open catching herself on the breeze and breaking her fall. She landed with a crash.

That was... totally on purpose. You couldn't convince her otherwise.

The winged cat huffed, slowly sitting up. Her wings snapped out of existence as she landed on the ground. She groaned, shaking and rubbing at her aching head. That was .... seemingly bare. She perked up, her fuzzy eyesight and hearing sharpening. That was wrong. She stood up, her eyesight scanning over the plains. The grass was so tall! It would take her forever to find them! Aaaaagh! She cried out, pushing her paws through the grasses, Come on, where are they??

"SPEECH"

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BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS ✧ ascendants — fireball — tags

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Bastille was agitated today. He wasn't sure what it was that was rubbing him the wrong way, but he could swear every time someone got too close to him or breathed too loudly in his presence, he felt the urge to just... snap. His skin felt too tight, his blood pounding too loudly in his veins; it was driving him crazy, and finally he forced his way out of the Observatory. Usually when this happened, he knew exactly who to blame -- there would be flickers of memories, the occasional murmur in his head, and Bastille would spend hours fuming over which dipshit of a past life was ruining his current one now. But this timing there was... nothing. Just annoyance, a tension buzzing under the surface as he stalked through the territory.

The last thing he wanted to do was make small talk with someone, but Starry had a point: Bast seemed to have a knack for running into strangers out here. Maybe he was just that unlucky. As some idiot's high pitched voice cut through the air, he closed his eyes briefly and then turned to head in her direction. Bast didn't bother to fight his scowl as he approached, feeling a faint headache coming on as he got closer.

Was she... pink? Jesus.

"You're on Ascendants territory," he said flatly, his only form of greeting. He glanced down at the grass, wondering what the hell she was talking about, and rolled his eyes when he noticed the glasses at his paws. "What, these? They're over here. What're you doing here?" Not his best greeting so far, but he was keeping his annoyance down as much as possible, at least.

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[/td][td][div style="width: 450px; height: 350px; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; overflow: auto;"][size=8pt] Phobeus had absolutely no clue what the pink girl was looking for but considering that she'd patted her head before exclaiming so it was probably an accessory of some sort. He'd bound forwards, carefully stepping as he got into the grasses and towards the girl. "What're you looking for, my pink dude?
I'll help find it! four paws are better than two..or would it be eight paws..eh, either way." He really wasn't sure.

He'd carefully make his way through the grasses, scanning for what he assumed was either accessories or glasses. It took a few minutes but he probably found them? "Are whatever you lost both pink and glasses? I think i found em!" He didn't know what condition they were in because he'd honestly only ever seen glasses once or twice and never worn by anybody.[/td]
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