SHALLOW • patrol

[shinigami sakigami]

⸺ SHINIGAMI S ⸺

do you really think I’m the villain?

Shinigami had noticed one key thing within this strange place.

The archipelago was absolutely stunning. The beaches that littered the land and consumed a majority of the day-to-day life, and the jungles that sprawled in all directions. Trees arched from the ground begging to kiss the skies above. The sun was shimmering, and overall things felt pleasant.

The femme was making her rounds throughout the camp, exploring everything with upmost intrigue. Then, an idea popped into her head. Why should she stay here and continue to investigate, when there was a whole world of things she could view elsewhere within the territory?

Her gaze flickered, and she stood in the midst of camp with confidence.

“Patrol anyone?”

"TALKING"

[Colortheory]

  [font=trebuchet ms]The call of Shinigami drew Colortheory's attention, and soon enough the leopard arrived on the scene with a smile. "Pleased to see you this fine morning, Shinigami the Graceful," she greeted, with a nod. "What are your intentions with this patrol? Stealth isn't really my forte, I'm afraid- but if we're just going to explore this land, I'll be happy to assist."

  /extremely ishpost

[Cobra]

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BOOTS — CAT — MALE — 12 MONTHS — SINGLE — THE TYPHOON

[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #B2FFA9;"]now, he was not one to care for patrols. they could mean fighting and that was never fun. but, he did want to be sure he knew his home land well, so why not join? his odd colored paws brought him up to the duo and he smile softly.

hello~ room for little old me~ he sang out with a swish of his tail for dramatic flair. why not be friendly while here? besides, he was one of the girls in his own way. he could braid their fur or help design them clothes. though, for now, he would settle with being included.

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[shinigami sakigami]

⸺ SHINIGAMI S ⸺

do you really think I’m the villain?

Shinigami felt a quaint smirk pop up on her maw, eyes deepening their glance upon Colortheory. So, she was Shinigami the Graceful now? She would accept the nickname with, as you can guess, grace. Then, she would listen to his inquiry before offering a small shrug. “I suppose we will see where the land takes us,” she offered wittily. The next joiner of the patrol was responded to with a quick nod, and then a grin. A small patrol indeed, but good enough!

Shifting to continue on, she motioned with an absentminded paw before turning to begin walking.

"TALKING"

[Cobra]

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BOOTS — CAT — MALE — 12 MONTHS — SINGLE — THE TYPHOON

[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #B2FFA9;"]the colorful paws guided him after the other two. not bothering to speak for the moment s they went patrolling. after all, he needed to be alert, for now.

//museless post ,.,

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