08-08-2018, 10:32 PM
CAPTAINPAW
✯ — YOUNG LOVERS AND THEY ARE NOT SLEEPING
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//gonna try rlly hard to match but if i dont itll be something worth replying to dfghj
captainpaw had been battling a cold in the recent couple of weeks. a bad night of not getting dry quick enough, and getting caught with a chill while coming home from the beach had struck the young tom's body with a reckless cold. it had him sneezing, and coughing. his throat had felt sore and his head felt heavy. most of his time had been in his room, sipping on soups and tea's that were given to him to feel better. it had begun to work pretty well, thankfully.
for the first time in what felt like forever to the little striker, he had seen the sunlight. the rays shined in his face, and he blinked a few times to adjust to the lighting. he had been in a dark room for so long, burying himself in books. on the bright side it had given him enough time to perfect on his literacy. now he knew basic spellings of small words. though his speech was perhaps a bit bigger now, he felt like he hadn't been completely useless while sick. the writing books that vandal had given him from her visit to snowbound had been a great help.
the boy had followed the path in what seemed like ages ago to the beach. his paws moving over the grooves of the roots that lifted from the dirt. purring at the familiar crunch of dead vines underneath him. he missed being outside. he had been too excited to wait until being one hundred percent ready for him to see the sun again.
the beach was where he always went without fail. though today instead of looking for treasure, he practiced more writing in the sand. using a small stick that had been discarded by the waves, he used it to form words in the sand. random letters to see what words they could be or form. he was in the middle of writing down the entire alphabet, remembering it by heart by now when he caught a glimpse of golden fur in the corner of his eye.
captainpaw lifted his head, pushing his captain's hat up from his forehead and approaching the girl. what was she looking at? maybe it was another crab; he wondered if they had their own language too.
"goldie?" he brushed up against her side as he came closer, his gaze following hers at the seashell. "are you alright? i don't think its gonna move or anything..." maybe she thought it was a hermit crab shell, he innocently believed it was nothing as serious as her nightmares. he would never think, even fathom, something so dark could appear to her.
he suddenly became aware of aita when she mentioned goldenluxury needing to rest. was she still sick? "if you're not feeling well, i can send you some of the tea i had that made me start to feel better. it doesn't taste so good, but dad put a lot of honey in it for me so it was sweeter." he purred, his gaze going back and forth between the two sisters. "aita! you should try some too, it makes you all big and strong! dad told me that too."
captainpaw had been battling a cold in the recent couple of weeks. a bad night of not getting dry quick enough, and getting caught with a chill while coming home from the beach had struck the young tom's body with a reckless cold. it had him sneezing, and coughing. his throat had felt sore and his head felt heavy. most of his time had been in his room, sipping on soups and tea's that were given to him to feel better. it had begun to work pretty well, thankfully.
for the first time in what felt like forever to the little striker, he had seen the sunlight. the rays shined in his face, and he blinked a few times to adjust to the lighting. he had been in a dark room for so long, burying himself in books. on the bright side it had given him enough time to perfect on his literacy. now he knew basic spellings of small words. though his speech was perhaps a bit bigger now, he felt like he hadn't been completely useless while sick. the writing books that vandal had given him from her visit to snowbound had been a great help.
the boy had followed the path in what seemed like ages ago to the beach. his paws moving over the grooves of the roots that lifted from the dirt. purring at the familiar crunch of dead vines underneath him. he missed being outside. he had been too excited to wait until being one hundred percent ready for him to see the sun again.
the beach was where he always went without fail. though today instead of looking for treasure, he practiced more writing in the sand. using a small stick that had been discarded by the waves, he used it to form words in the sand. random letters to see what words they could be or form. he was in the middle of writing down the entire alphabet, remembering it by heart by now when he caught a glimpse of golden fur in the corner of his eye.
captainpaw lifted his head, pushing his captain's hat up from his forehead and approaching the girl. what was she looking at? maybe it was another crab; he wondered if they had their own language too.
"goldie?" he brushed up against her side as he came closer, his gaze following hers at the seashell. "are you alright? i don't think its gonna move or anything..." maybe she thought it was a hermit crab shell, he innocently believed it was nothing as serious as her nightmares. he would never think, even fathom, something so dark could appear to her.
he suddenly became aware of aita when she mentioned goldenluxury needing to rest. was she still sick? "if you're not feeling well, i can send you some of the tea i had that made me start to feel better. it doesn't taste so good, but dad put a lot of honey in it for me so it was sweeter." he purred, his gaze going back and forth between the two sisters. "aita! you should try some too, it makes you all big and strong! dad told me that too."
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