thank u next -ˋˏ✚ˎˊ- community garden

[venus]

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stagnancy had hit sunhaven like a tonne of bricks, a crushing weight the group foreseeably could not scramble out of. it was quiet though, something venus cherished, the perfect consistency of eerie serenity and muse that fed the solbinder well. in wake of the flood and attacks from the pitt; the peace was welcomed. even then, the catsune was unnerved by the complete radio silence from anyone to be honest - even if venus wasn't the most social of animals.

sticking up notices of the community event a few blistery days before, the weightless paper sheets may have been blown away by now, but the teen hoped that at least someone would remember. at least someone would show interest. the garden that once bloomed and flourished had been ravaged in the floods, been destroyed by the waters and mud traversing along the wakes of the disaster. it needed the loving touch of the sun to revive it once more. it needed sunhaven's touch, which is why venus had set out to set up the community event. the more paws the merrier, hopefully by the end of the day the garden would at least be looking a little less sorry for itself.

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[color=#137E7A]FINNLOCH
" i wanna take the long way home "

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the russian blue had come down lately with a flu, well, out in her travels she had. she had returned home now, back to the desolation of the empty streets devoid of a child's laughter. nobody was to be seen, and it filled her with a slight sense of dread. surely, there had to be a reason?

walking into the gardens, flyer clutched in her maw, she looked around at the poor plants, her heart aching for the life that had been lost and laid to waste. "poor little guys ... anyone?" she called out, thinking she heard movement out among the other walks of the garden. she was wary, bearing new scars and smelling of far-off places and bringing records of her experiences.

//sorry its short//