07-23-2018, 07:46 PM
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Cronas, as with the majority of things, was indifferent to exploring. Instead, the tired feline would go on walks and if they come across something interesting then they would take the time to further observe it. Once they have their fill, they proceed with their stroll. Never did they think of attain material items such as gems and gold, nor do they see the appeal in them. Aside from being alright to look at, the child felt nothing for them- as they do most things. If it wasn't learning, the colour blue or food, their interest in the subject in question would be close to nonexistent. Something would have to benefit them in the long-run or short-term for them to put any sort of effort into an activity. So when a particularly optimistic feline by the name of Captainpaw invited them to join him on his adventure, Cronas tilted their head to the side, strawberry in mouth, as they stared at the tom for a while. Perhaps coming to the tavern would be inconvenient after all.
For the couple months that the child had made the Typhoon their home, they realized there were a couple sites they have yet to go to. The tavern being in this collective group. It would be troublesome in the future if they were unable to fulfill a task given to them due to incompetence from not better memorizing the territory. They had no excuse to tell another should they ask why Cronas was still unable to locate some sites. Not that it was in them to lie anyways. They'd say the beach is where they visit most of the time and found no real reason to be anywhere else. Not to mention, they had all the time in the world to learn about the territory considering they didn't plan on going anywhere. Though they possessed no connections to the Typhoon and its members, they found staying here was beneficial to their path of knowledge. The various minds and perspectives allowed the javanese cat to get a grasp on what the clan is like. As much as they wanted to learn more about the world in general, they felt they should at least start somewhere first as to not get overwhelmed. If they learned too much at once, they decided, their mind wouldn't be able to soak in the newly attained knowledge properly and therefore making everything counterproductive. So for now, they were going to learn all they could about their clan. Not the members. They didn't care much for the members of their group and as terrible as it sounds, they were only using them for their bodies. Kind of. They were more concerned about the knowledge they possess, them as an individual mattered very little to the child.
This was the main reason why Cronas didn't form any relationships beyond 'we live together' with their crewmates. Another, more minor reason is because for one, they don't see the point in companionship. They're only concerned about their survival. If they had to concern themselves with the survival of another, that would mean they wouldn't be able to think about themselves which would lessen their chance of life. The Privateer didn't hate anyone, though they didn't like anyone either; they lacked the ability to feel. Their thoughts and decisions are based solely on the logic they possess so never will a biased statement come from them. They speak only the truth which could be a good or a bad thing. They've never been strong when socializing with others so they decided it would be best to swiftly finish their analysis of the Tavern and leave before anyone strikes up a conversation. They weren't there to talk after all.
After they had finished exploring, they decided to take a snack for themselves before parting ways. If they could, they'd eat the entire house but decided it would be best to save some for later. Through the many choices they had, Cronas decided to take a single strawberry from a basket of fruits on the counter. Jumping down, they were going to continue on their way but stopped when abnormally light blue eyes met pale ones. Bringing us back to where we left off, the kitten, after what seemed to be hours of staring, set down their strawberry and spoke. "Hello, Captainpaw," their voice as flat as usual. They've seen the older kitten around though they've never formally introduced themselves. They weren't counting on talking to anyone despite being in a place exclusively used for socializing. Maybe they should have came at night. Not like they would be sleeping anyways. "Cronas is Cronas." They introduced themselves with a polite dip of their head. Now that they got the formalities out of the way, he was looking for someone to help him look for gems and gold? Taking the question literally, Cronas tilted their head to the side once more - a thing they do when they're trying to understand - before inquiring. "Captainpaw lost his gems and gold? Captainpaw should retrace his steps, Cronas hears that helps." They finished with a slight flick of their tail tip.
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Cronas, as with the majority of things, was indifferent to exploring. Instead, the tired feline would go on walks and if they come across something interesting then they would take the time to further observe it. Once they have their fill, they proceed with their stroll. Never did they think of attain material items such as gems and gold, nor do they see the appeal in them. Aside from being alright to look at, the child felt nothing for them- as they do most things. If it wasn't learning, the colour blue or food, their interest in the subject in question would be close to nonexistent. Something would have to benefit them in the long-run or short-term for them to put any sort of effort into an activity. So when a particularly optimistic feline by the name of Captainpaw invited them to join him on his adventure, Cronas tilted their head to the side, strawberry in mouth, as they stared at the tom for a while. Perhaps coming to the tavern would be inconvenient after all.
For the couple months that the child had made the Typhoon their home, they realized there were a couple sites they have yet to go to. The tavern being in this collective group. It would be troublesome in the future if they were unable to fulfill a task given to them due to incompetence from not better memorizing the territory. They had no excuse to tell another should they ask why Cronas was still unable to locate some sites. Not that it was in them to lie anyways. They'd say the beach is where they visit most of the time and found no real reason to be anywhere else. Not to mention, they had all the time in the world to learn about the territory considering they didn't plan on going anywhere. Though they possessed no connections to the Typhoon and its members, they found staying here was beneficial to their path of knowledge. The various minds and perspectives allowed the javanese cat to get a grasp on what the clan is like. As much as they wanted to learn more about the world in general, they felt they should at least start somewhere first as to not get overwhelmed. If they learned too much at once, they decided, their mind wouldn't be able to soak in the newly attained knowledge properly and therefore making everything counterproductive. So for now, they were going to learn all they could about their clan. Not the members. They didn't care much for the members of their group and as terrible as it sounds, they were only using them for their bodies. Kind of. They were more concerned about the knowledge they possess, them as an individual mattered very little to the child.
This was the main reason why Cronas didn't form any relationships beyond 'we live together' with their crewmates. Another, more minor reason is because for one, they don't see the point in companionship. They're only concerned about their survival. If they had to concern themselves with the survival of another, that would mean they wouldn't be able to think about themselves which would lessen their chance of life. The Privateer didn't hate anyone, though they didn't like anyone either; they lacked the ability to feel. Their thoughts and decisions are based solely on the logic they possess so never will a biased statement come from them. They speak only the truth which could be a good or a bad thing. They've never been strong when socializing with others so they decided it would be best to swiftly finish their analysis of the Tavern and leave before anyone strikes up a conversation. They weren't there to talk after all.
After they had finished exploring, they decided to take a snack for themselves before parting ways. If they could, they'd eat the entire house but decided it would be best to save some for later. Through the many choices they had, Cronas decided to take a single strawberry from a basket of fruits on the counter. Jumping down, they were going to continue on their way but stopped when abnormally light blue eyes met pale ones. Bringing us back to where we left off, the kitten, after what seemed to be hours of staring, set down their strawberry and spoke. "Hello, Captainpaw," their voice as flat as usual. They've seen the older kitten around though they've never formally introduced themselves. They weren't counting on talking to anyone despite being in a place exclusively used for socializing. Maybe they should have came at night. Not like they would be sleeping anyways. "Cronas is Cronas." They introduced themselves with a polite dip of their head. Now that they got the formalities out of the way, he was looking for someone to help him look for gems and gold? Taking the question literally, Cronas tilted their head to the side once more - a thing they do when they're trying to understand - before inquiring. "Captainpaw lost his gems and gold? Captainpaw should retrace his steps, Cronas hears that helps." They finished with a slight flick of their tail tip.
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