04-01-2018, 08:46 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia"]No such issues and worries of family plagued London's mind, as they were all dead, although that in itself was rather unfortunate. She had nobody pulling her down, but also nobody who she could lean on. The girl was truly alone, in all meanings of the word. She had no friends, just somewhat familiar faces dancing across her vision, no one who even knew her in the slightest. But that was alright, because those people would eventually turn into familiar faces, then friends, or perhaps even enemies, although London doubted she could ever hate anyone enough to consider them as such. This place had so much potential, so much growth within her could happen here, and the albino feline was rather excited to find herself flourishing here.
But, first it might be nice to do something to protect her from this weather. The wind was rather chilling, and even when it wasn't as windy, the frigid temperature was also not exactly ideal. If only she had a little bit of protection, but it seemed that the girl had been foolish. She had only brought one blanket for herself. It was better than nothing, but she couldn't wear that whenever she went hunting or doing whatever she decided to go do. So, hearing that someone was passing out handmade scarves was a blessing to her ears. She would usually try to make something like this herself, but it seemed that knitting was one of the skills the clouded leopard had yet to tackle. Maybe she would try it out soon, after all, this boy's abilities made him a genius in her eyes. "Would it be alright if I could take a scarf? I'll find a way to make it up to you, promise!" the soft spoken girl would chime, her voice laced in a british accent. She only then realized how rude she was being, she should have introduced herself first! "Oh, my name is London. These are all really lovely, mister."
But, first it might be nice to do something to protect her from this weather. The wind was rather chilling, and even when it wasn't as windy, the frigid temperature was also not exactly ideal. If only she had a little bit of protection, but it seemed that the girl had been foolish. She had only brought one blanket for herself. It was better than nothing, but she couldn't wear that whenever she went hunting or doing whatever she decided to go do. So, hearing that someone was passing out handmade scarves was a blessing to her ears. She would usually try to make something like this herself, but it seemed that knitting was one of the skills the clouded leopard had yet to tackle. Maybe she would try it out soon, after all, this boy's abilities made him a genius in her eyes. "Would it be alright if I could take a scarf? I'll find a way to make it up to you, promise!" the soft spoken girl would chime, her voice laced in a british accent. She only then realized how rude she was being, she should have introduced herself first! "Oh, my name is London. These are all really lovely, mister."
just being next to you
I WAS HAPPY ✧・゚
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