03-17-2018, 07:55 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; color: black; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]Watchful eyes were watching indeed, observing the foreign boy as his movements and behaviours provided the observer with ample interesting information and a quench for their thirst of knowledge. Sapphire coloured gaze attached to the silver hued form of Venus scanned over Happy's form with a curiosity building from within the feline's inner core; another cat. Oddly the domestic kind were being outnumbered in this forsaken clan with canine and larger wild cats taking the majority of what made up Tanglewood, but as Venus was not born a domestic cat they supposed they should not lament so much. There was even a dragon about. This man's species made Happycamper easier to rationalise, easier to understand, easier to differ his natural traits from his nurtured ones. Things Venus could see and observe as behaviour of just a lost and confused feline, and those of a boy raised in a home who taught him how to act. It was an interesting glimpse into the life of another - something they didn't even know what happening to them, but yet they still acted like an open book anyways. Naive boy.
Letting the foreign man out of his misery Venus came forth, letting their presence be known to the prey in which Venus silently observed and made notes of his behaviours. Something Venus had tarted to do in the sheer boredom of being trapped in this decrepit swamp. "David is more, familiar a name to me. Mind if I call you that instead?" Inflections in Venus's honey-like voice suggested an amiable personality, but to be honest Venus couldn't care less if Happy disliked Venus calling him David - they were just going to do it anyways. Happycamper was just a fucking mouthful. He was also a handful, the other domestic feline coming forth with "sugar cookies" that he had made, without the addition of gluten. Odd. "I'm Venus, I'd like to welcome you to Tanglewood. I also would like to thank you for the um, cookies, but admittedly unless you have coeliac disease, I'm not sure gluten-free matters to any of us." Slyly responding to Happy with sapphire hues looking a little less than cautious at the sight of the cookies, suddenly Venus tried to offer Happy more amiable smile. A forced one. "But I'd love to be proven wrong." And would love to know that someone in Tanglewood had a condition that didn't allow them to properly digest gluten. Yay! Family fun!
Letting the foreign man out of his misery Venus came forth, letting their presence be known to the prey in which Venus silently observed and made notes of his behaviours. Something Venus had tarted to do in the sheer boredom of being trapped in this decrepit swamp. "David is more, familiar a name to me. Mind if I call you that instead?" Inflections in Venus's honey-like voice suggested an amiable personality, but to be honest Venus couldn't care less if Happy disliked Venus calling him David - they were just going to do it anyways. Happycamper was just a fucking mouthful. He was also a handful, the other domestic feline coming forth with "sugar cookies" that he had made, without the addition of gluten. Odd. "I'm Venus, I'd like to welcome you to Tanglewood. I also would like to thank you for the um, cookies, but admittedly unless you have coeliac disease, I'm not sure gluten-free matters to any of us." Slyly responding to Happy with sapphire hues looking a little less than cautious at the sight of the cookies, suddenly Venus tried to offer Happy more amiable smile. A forced one. "But I'd love to be proven wrong." And would love to know that someone in Tanglewood had a condition that didn't allow them to properly digest gluten. Yay! Family fun!