07-30-2018, 11:34 PM
[align=center][div style="width:55%;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;line-height:120%;text-transform:lowercase;word-spacing:-0.5px;color:#5c5c5c"]Cronas acknowledged the other's acceptanced of them joining his crew, but they were hardly paying attention to that. The feline's mind was trained on one word only: friend. Well, in the context Captainpaw used it, the word s plural but it implies the two were friends. This couldn't be any more incorrect. They were not friends. They were merely acquaintances that live together. The only occasion in which they've hung out is the occasion happening as they speak. Not to mention, having friends were unnecessary; a burden, really. It was useless. Not only friendships but any sort of companionship one has with another being. Cronas doesn't know it themselves, but they've grown used to taking things before or after giving something in return. Never before have they taken something and not expect to pay the other person back or vis versa. Unbeknownst to them, this happens all the time in friendships. Though even if they did know it, the whole "lacking emotions" part of them would definitely get in the way. The logical feline couldn't detect any sensible reason why anyone would allow themselves to form any sort of companionship. The only thing that came to mind was the "strength in numbers" and it was more of a perk than a necessity. Yes, surviving may be easier when an individual doesn't always have to watch their back but a cautious individual can live just as long as an individual who's in a pack. Despite the many these many thoughts that flowed through their brain, Cronas could only muster up a couple words. "Cronas...and Captainpaw...are...friends?" The pauses in their speech made it sound as though they were somewhat surprised at the calico's words but in reality, they were doing their best to summarize the thoughts in their mind and failing at doing so.
As the older feline spoke again, Cronas shook their head in response to his inquiry. They didn't have a handle on anything when it came to emotions. They sounded tedious and from many experiences, they can't seem to find the purpose in them. Feeling anything made everyone so... emotional and unstable. They've noticed in this state, making a rational decision was a challenge and often, choosing a route that's inconvenient for the sake of another's emotional state is bothersome. With every passing day, as the sun set, so did their interest in feeling anything. Granted, the empty feeling in the pit of their stomach may be a symptom of having no emotions but they decided it was okay. The void they housed within their being slowly grew with every passing week but it was bearable. To harbour such complex things like love and happiness, sadness and hate, seemed like more work than it's worth. And yet, here stood Captainpaw, exuding a radiance that confused them more than anything. But, it appears that confusion was sure to clear up with time as the apprentice agreed to help teach them about it. The positive ones, at least.
The pale kitten's ear twitched as they watched Captainpaw hop off the stool. Cronas was with him up until the "you can tell me stuff about you, too" part. They weren't sure where or how to begin when speaking of their origins. They woke up on the beach, greeted first by the vast blue ocean, the smell of salt and the glaring afternoon sun. Then they were found by a couple of their crewmates and they joined. The only thing they know about themselves is that they don't know anything about themselves. It appeared both felines were at a loss. If they don't tell him about themselves, Captainpaw won't tell them about pirating - again, this is what they think as they have a very give-and-receive "uphold your end of the bargain" mentality. Before they were able to voice this, the male was already at the door and signalling for the younger feline to follow him. Thinking for a moment, Cronas lowered their head and ate the strawberry they had previously placed on the ground before walking after Captainpaw. Once they caught up to him, they fell into step beside him, though didn't walk any faster than their usual stroll. Once noticeable thing about them is they never go beyond a slow trot, and even that was rare for them. That and their love for food.
Angling their neck to look at the apprentice, the Privateer spoke. "Does Captainpaw have anywhere in mind he'd like to go first?" They asked, wondering if they'll drop by the beach. If not, it was no loss to them as they could always go when they finished their exploration.
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As the older feline spoke again, Cronas shook their head in response to his inquiry. They didn't have a handle on anything when it came to emotions. They sounded tedious and from many experiences, they can't seem to find the purpose in them. Feeling anything made everyone so... emotional and unstable. They've noticed in this state, making a rational decision was a challenge and often, choosing a route that's inconvenient for the sake of another's emotional state is bothersome. With every passing day, as the sun set, so did their interest in feeling anything. Granted, the empty feeling in the pit of their stomach may be a symptom of having no emotions but they decided it was okay. The void they housed within their being slowly grew with every passing week but it was bearable. To harbour such complex things like love and happiness, sadness and hate, seemed like more work than it's worth. And yet, here stood Captainpaw, exuding a radiance that confused them more than anything. But, it appears that confusion was sure to clear up with time as the apprentice agreed to help teach them about it. The positive ones, at least.
The pale kitten's ear twitched as they watched Captainpaw hop off the stool. Cronas was with him up until the "you can tell me stuff about you, too" part. They weren't sure where or how to begin when speaking of their origins. They woke up on the beach, greeted first by the vast blue ocean, the smell of salt and the glaring afternoon sun. Then they were found by a couple of their crewmates and they joined. The only thing they know about themselves is that they don't know anything about themselves. It appeared both felines were at a loss. If they don't tell him about themselves, Captainpaw won't tell them about pirating - again, this is what they think as they have a very give-and-receive "uphold your end of the bargain" mentality. Before they were able to voice this, the male was already at the door and signalling for the younger feline to follow him. Thinking for a moment, Cronas lowered their head and ate the strawberry they had previously placed on the ground before walking after Captainpaw. Once they caught up to him, they fell into step beside him, though didn't walk any faster than their usual stroll. Once noticeable thing about them is they never go beyond a slow trot, and even that was rare for them. That and their love for food.
Angling their neck to look at the apprentice, the Privateer spoke. "Does Captainpaw have anywhere in mind he'd like to go first?" They asked, wondering if they'll drop by the beach. If not, it was no loss to them as they could always go when they finished their exploration.
[div style="width:55%;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;text-align:justify;line-height:140%;text-transform:lowercase;word-spacing:-0.5px;letter-spacing:-0.5px;margin-left:50px;margin-top:8px"]— sincerely, inadvertent ignorance ･ﾟ✧*