FOR THE DANCING & THE DREAMING ✨WEDDING

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I'LL TELL YOU MY SINS AND YOU CAN SHARPEN YOUR KNIFE !
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[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:50%;font-family:georgia;font-size:11px"]Sylvina had managed to clean up quite well for the special occasion. Not that she was dirty or anything — the well-kept female had made some simple additions to her appearance just to add additional pizzazz. It was her very own father’s wedding and she wasn’t about to show up looking like her little old self. Although she didn’t really understand the meaning of marriage, the daughter of the captain could concur  that it held an exclusive place in his heart. She was happy for him; Jacob was such a kind hearted guy that Sylvina had learned to love. Hell, he was more of a parent than her own biological mother. She could tell that the other male made Pincher very, very happy and that was all that she could hope for.

After bathing in an apple scented soap that she had pawned off of a crewmate for a few shells, the kitten would sit on the beach for about half an hour for that natural ocean blown look, her eyes watching the various colors that flooding the sky with exuberance. Sylvina could admire the sunset all night had she the chance, yet the kitten still had work to do. She would quickly slink back to her quarters inside Pincher’s den to slip on the maroon sweater that Jacob had gifted her earlier in the week; it was soft and full of sentiment and, despite her disdain for wearing clothing, she actually quite enjoyed the form fitting wear. To top off the look, the Bengal would place a vibrant red hibiscus flower delicately on her left ear, the stem securing the plant in place quite efficently.

There. She was ready for the wedding.

It appeared that Sylvina was one of the first to arrive before the commencement of the ceremony. Olive hues would dance around to admire the decorations her father had placed as she padded over the ivory petal trail towards the entrance of the cave. Everything was so meticulously placed and well thought out and even her young mind could notice it. A small smile played at her lips as she entered the aquarium tunnel, the inviting aroma of vanilla and cocunut instantly smoothing into her senses. She couldn’t help but pause in step to fully admire the complexity of the room’s designs and ornaments, the fish swimming behind the glass only accentuating the splendor before her.

The Bengal kitten would collect herself from holding up the entryway as she scurried over to her seat, picking up the blue jay origami bird to place between her legs as she sat herself upon the chair. Sylvina would flash a wide grin towards her father as she waited for the ceremony to commence.