08-08-2018, 10:44 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"]Relating to another individual's problems was something the feline always struggled to do. It wasn't like they could help it though. They didn't ask to be different from anyone else. They didn't ask to be born and yet, here they are. If they could, they'd feel angry and betrayed. Lonely and hopeless. Lost and frightened. But to them, those all were just words with no meaning. They didn't think of their situation as anything special and didn't see how it could be considering they don't even know who they are. But that was alright in their books. It's okay to not know who you were and it was more important to focus on who you want to be. They wanted to be knowledgeable in as many aspects as possible. They wanted to be someone who is able to learn and share their knowledge with another. You don't need emotions to have a better understanding of things and that's what they clung to. Their stability is learning all they could to be better prepared for what life had in store for them. They knew they weren't as equipped as the next guy, but they were going to do their best with the limited resources they had.
Though they will admit, at times like these, having emotions would be convenient.
Cronas first heard the yell which sparked their curiosity, pale blue eyes looked about before blinking slowly. That was Caesar, if they weren't mistaken. Perhaps he was training his turtle again and growing upset with it? That was fine though. Last time, he had turtle treats as a reward which meant free food. Rising from their spot under a tree, the child walked towards the beach. They weren't far to begin with so they were able to see the yellow feline in a matter of seconds. Now that Cronas had him in their sights, they stopped in their tracks and tilted their head to the side. They didn't see any treats, let alone his turtle... Why was he making such a ruckus? Did someone anger him? That wouldn't be odd. However, it was odd to find him not taking it out on the individual who upset him. Instead, he was writhing around in the sand. Peculiar.
Their lithe form approached on quiet paws as they meowed quietly. "Caesar?" Upon further inspection, Cronas could see tears in his eyes. Tears, they thought, a reaction to pain. Caesar is in pain? They only knew of this because they stared directly into the sun which hurt a lot and prompted tears to well in their eyes. Little did they know, Caesar was hurting, but the culprit wasn't physical pain. Cronas didn't want to upset him any more than he already is, but they didn't have enough information on him to go about helping him. They wanted to tell him to stop whatever he's feeling but they recently discovered one cannot simply stop feeling. Emotions were bothersome like that. "Cronas doesn't want caesar to be in pain," they began, wondering if the male was going to set himself ablaze. Fire is hot but they doubted it would hurt considering Caesar doesn't seem to be affected by it so that was the least of their concerns. Comforting someone wasn't their forte and though it wasn't clear, they were struggling to find something, anything to say in the hopes of cheering him up. "If Caesar's belly hurts, Cronas can make some tea for Caesar and they could eat lots of food with Caesar too." They didn't know how to brew tea so Caesar was going to have to cover that area but they honestly didn't mind sharing some food with him... Food that Caesar was going to have to prepare because they didn't know how to.
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Though they will admit, at times like these, having emotions would be convenient.
Cronas first heard the yell which sparked their curiosity, pale blue eyes looked about before blinking slowly. That was Caesar, if they weren't mistaken. Perhaps he was training his turtle again and growing upset with it? That was fine though. Last time, he had turtle treats as a reward which meant free food. Rising from their spot under a tree, the child walked towards the beach. They weren't far to begin with so they were able to see the yellow feline in a matter of seconds. Now that Cronas had him in their sights, they stopped in their tracks and tilted their head to the side. They didn't see any treats, let alone his turtle... Why was he making such a ruckus? Did someone anger him? That wouldn't be odd. However, it was odd to find him not taking it out on the individual who upset him. Instead, he was writhing around in the sand. Peculiar.
Their lithe form approached on quiet paws as they meowed quietly. "Caesar?" Upon further inspection, Cronas could see tears in his eyes. Tears, they thought, a reaction to pain. Caesar is in pain? They only knew of this because they stared directly into the sun which hurt a lot and prompted tears to well in their eyes. Little did they know, Caesar was hurting, but the culprit wasn't physical pain. Cronas didn't want to upset him any more than he already is, but they didn't have enough information on him to go about helping him. They wanted to tell him to stop whatever he's feeling but they recently discovered one cannot simply stop feeling. Emotions were bothersome like that. "Cronas doesn't want caesar to be in pain," they began, wondering if the male was going to set himself ablaze. Fire is hot but they doubted it would hurt considering Caesar doesn't seem to be affected by it so that was the least of their concerns. Comforting someone wasn't their forte and though it wasn't clear, they were struggling to find something, anything to say in the hopes of cheering him up. "If Caesar's belly hurts, Cronas can make some tea for Caesar and they could eat lots of food with Caesar too." They didn't know how to brew tea so Caesar was going to have to cover that area but they honestly didn't mind sharing some food with him... Food that Caesar was going to have to prepare because they didn't know how to.
[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✧*