08-18-2018, 01:05 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;"]Night was pretty certain that he was small. A 5 month old kitten was just beginning to hit his growth spurt, the transformation from a cute ball of fluff to an apex predator. Or rather, in what would be Night's case, perhaps the transformation to at least something that was not a useless ball of fluff. He didn't have the makings of a great hunter or a great fighter, so maybe he would find his calling elsewhere, buried under enough books.
"You're near the Rosebloods - we're a really cool group of rogues yknow."
"You're near the Rosebloods - we're a really cool group of rogues yknow."
[b]IT'S EASIER TO BURY MY HEAD IN THE SAND SOMETIMES. AND I KNOW IT'S NOT THE RIGHT WAY TO GO BUT I PRAY THE GROUND WOULD SWALLOW ME WHOLE. — lucia & alisaie / inactive / playing ff14