04-03-2018, 03:32 PM
Bandages were still wrapped around the small big cat's chest from the unfortunate incident. But her blue eyes held no fear as she approached the first unfamiliar faces she'd found since the one who had injured her. Wearing a smile the young clouded leopard would approach just after raven, wearing a small smile upon her dainty features. They didn't seem to talk much, therefore she thought it best if she could assist with that. Not that she didn't believe Cry capable of welcoming these newcomers, not at all. Actually, London wasn't too sure what she was attempting to do at all, but she supposed she'd figure it out as she went. Improvisation at it's finest.
A family, that's what it looked like. The albino clouded leopard could practically feel the love between these individuals,
and the bittersweet memories it brought to her mind. She could remember that night so clearly, where Maria had walked out of the gas station when they thought London had been asleep. Her mother hadn't come back for a while, and eventually the kid had grown curious, so she'd follow her mother's trail, only to find her dead, poison in her maw, dripping from her lips. A suicide, like in those angsty teen novels. Her family was all dead, but she supposed she should be happy that these three hadn't had to experience the fickle hands of fate as she had.
"Hello, um, this is Snowbound territory. If you guys wouldn't mind me asking, what are your names and what business do you have here?" the soft voice of the girl would question, her words laced in the British accent that she carried. She felt horribly rude for interrupting their stroll, but unfortunately they were trespassing. She didn't have uch of a choice. The clouded leopard maintained the docile, friendly appearance she knew best, patiently waiting for their reply. After all, Killua was patient with her when she first stumbled upon these lands.
A family, that's what it looked like. The albino clouded leopard could practically feel the love between these individuals,
and the bittersweet memories it brought to her mind. She could remember that night so clearly, where Maria had walked out of the gas station when they thought London had been asleep. Her mother hadn't come back for a while, and eventually the kid had grown curious, so she'd follow her mother's trail, only to find her dead, poison in her maw, dripping from her lips. A suicide, like in those angsty teen novels. Her family was all dead, but she supposed she should be happy that these three hadn't had to experience the fickle hands of fate as she had.
"Hello, um, this is Snowbound territory. If you guys wouldn't mind me asking, what are your names and what business do you have here?" the soft voice of the girl would question, her words laced in the British accent that she carried. She felt horribly rude for interrupting their stroll, but unfortunately they were trespassing. She didn't have uch of a choice. The clouded leopard maintained the docile, friendly appearance she knew best, patiently waiting for their reply. After all, Killua was patient with her when she first stumbled upon these lands.
just being next to you
I WAS HAPPY ✧･ﾟ
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