08-15-2018, 07:38 AM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; font-size:8pt;line-height:1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]Aita had grown accustomed to sleeping little, working through much of the night to keep their mind busy for those long hours of darkness, at times the restless energy which touched them too much, driving them to wander. Once few and far between time had seen their nocturnal wandering grow more common, driven to sleep early in the afternoon and walk the island for much of the night, enjoying the quiet as the world slept about them. It had been one such night and it was a slow pace the sage set as they moved along the stretch of beach, thinking of their bed for they had left a great deal earlier than they had grown used to, thinking a short nap would do them well.
Though they missed the display of kindness towards a few of the younger members, of which they would have scoffed at and thought nothing more than a ploy the Officer would use to his advantage at a later time, they did notice his strange behaviour. About him the tiny kit bounded, seemingly joyful with a smile upon his face, never fearing a reprimand from Caesar. They had made no secret of their feelings towards their grandfather, and man very much like his daughter taking little time out of his day to interact with his grandchildren unless they were present within the same space at that particular moment, but his strange interest within Cleo only further soured their view towards him.
“Ya sure bout dat?” Their inquiry rose soon after Caesar gave his response, unsure strides drawing the dark bengal closer, attention firmly settled upon him. Though their own vocabulary seemed to be based upon various curses, though where they had been picked up was an unknown, possibly a little birdie whispers them in their ear, it all escaped them, confusion drawn across their features within a light frown, brow furrowed.
Though they missed the display of kindness towards a few of the younger members, of which they would have scoffed at and thought nothing more than a ploy the Officer would use to his advantage at a later time, they did notice his strange behaviour. About him the tiny kit bounded, seemingly joyful with a smile upon his face, never fearing a reprimand from Caesar. They had made no secret of their feelings towards their grandfather, and man very much like his daughter taking little time out of his day to interact with his grandchildren unless they were present within the same space at that particular moment, but his strange interest within Cleo only further soured their view towards him.
“Ya sure bout dat?” Their inquiry rose soon after Caesar gave his response, unsure strides drawing the dark bengal closer, attention firmly settled upon him. Though their own vocabulary seemed to be based upon various curses, though where they had been picked up was an unknown, possibly a little birdie whispers them in their ear, it all escaped them, confusion drawn across their features within a light frown, brow furrowed.