07-19-2018, 02:12 PM
IT GROWS AND GROWS — Cerasus was always one to follow rules. Rules kept everyone safe, after all, and they were there for a very specificreason. In the stories she read, if people didn't follow the rules, they almost always got hurt. However, even with those beliefs, the little girl had been wandering a little bit outside of camp on her own lately. It usually wasn't anywhere too far and she only did it to find a quiet place to relax. Today she'd just gone a little farther than usual though. Her body ached as she traveled but she swore she saw something in the distance that she hadn't explored before. She glanced behind her shoulder before continuing her walk. She knew where she was going and she was certain she'd be able to find her way back when she needed to.
As she came closer, she realized that she was among all sorts of crumbling buildings. Her eyes grew wide and she seemed to move like a ghost through the area, her flickering body only adding to the effect. She then noticed one building in particular with large columns in the front. The tiny kitten made her way up the big steps (she assumed this building must've been made for giants, it was the only explanation) and into the building. When she arrived, she saw all sorts of things. There were all kinds of statues and paintings. Cece supposed the statues were interesting but there was one painting in particular that caught her attention. She glanced behind her once more before walking further in to look at it. It had all sorts of colors, ones she wasn't even sure she'd seen before. There were two people holding hands. Would anyone want to hold a hand they couldn't see, she wondered? Well, a paw was more accurate. She held up her own paw, as though trying to reach it and watched as it flicked in and out of view. Why didn't anything or anyone else do that? Why was it just her?
She supposed she'd heard the creaking awhile ago but she hadn't paid much attention to it. Now, though, there was a crash back at the entrance and she spun around, pushing herself to run back towards the entryway. When she slipped through the large doors once again, though, she could see one of the columns had fallen right in front of her. Alright. This was fine. She could handle this. She leaned on her back legs, letting her tail wave in the air for a moment before trying to leap on top of the structure but she was far too little. Maybe if she was full grown she'd be able to get over it but she was so little, even for her age. It was fine. She could figure this out. She began to pace back and forth and stopped to hear that the building was still creaking. Was it possible the whole facade would just come crashing down on her. Panic seized her chest and she did the next thing she knew how to do, "Mama! Mommy! Ellie! Is anyone there?" she yelled as loud as she could, hoping that someone somewhere would hear her. She couldn't stay trapped here forever, she couldn't. Someone would find her. This was all so wrong. This was why she followed the rules. Things like this didn't happen when you followed rules. — OUR HOME SWEET HOME
"SPEECH"
As she came closer, she realized that she was among all sorts of crumbling buildings. Her eyes grew wide and she seemed to move like a ghost through the area, her flickering body only adding to the effect. She then noticed one building in particular with large columns in the front. The tiny kitten made her way up the big steps (she assumed this building must've been made for giants, it was the only explanation) and into the building. When she arrived, she saw all sorts of things. There were all kinds of statues and paintings. Cece supposed the statues were interesting but there was one painting in particular that caught her attention. She glanced behind her once more before walking further in to look at it. It had all sorts of colors, ones she wasn't even sure she'd seen before. There were two people holding hands. Would anyone want to hold a hand they couldn't see, she wondered? Well, a paw was more accurate. She held up her own paw, as though trying to reach it and watched as it flicked in and out of view. Why didn't anything or anyone else do that? Why was it just her?
She supposed she'd heard the creaking awhile ago but she hadn't paid much attention to it. Now, though, there was a crash back at the entrance and she spun around, pushing herself to run back towards the entryway. When she slipped through the large doors once again, though, she could see one of the columns had fallen right in front of her. Alright. This was fine. She could handle this. She leaned on her back legs, letting her tail wave in the air for a moment before trying to leap on top of the structure but she was far too little. Maybe if she was full grown she'd be able to get over it but she was so little, even for her age. It was fine. She could figure this out. She began to pace back and forth and stopped to hear that the building was still creaking. Was it possible the whole facade would just come crashing down on her. Panic seized her chest and she did the next thing she knew how to do, "Mama! Mommy! Ellie! Is anyone there?" she yelled as loud as she could, hoping that someone somewhere would hear her. She couldn't stay trapped here forever, she couldn't. Someone would find her. This was all so wrong. This was why she followed the rules. Things like this didn't happen when you followed rules. — OUR HOME SWEET HOME
"SPEECH"
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love seeing you two together again
you always were my — favorites
( ♛ ) - ————————————————— -「 she/her & 1/8 of suts & clarence aston 」
( ♛ ) - ————————————————— -「 she/her & 1/8 of suts & clarence aston 」