settle down / seph's quest to smell good

[sephiroth]

SEPHIROTH

MALE — ROSEBLOODS — MEMBER — HOVER FOR TAGS

[div style="background-color: #292727; color: white; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px; height: 340px; padding: 10px;"]Sephiroth had certainly had enough of the smell that hung deep in the Roseblood mansion, and while he had promised himself he would do something about it, it took him a rather long time to actually make good on it.  Problem being his attempts to find something that he could bring back that could at least make his own room not smell like death proved to be more difficult than he had anticipated.  Flowers died when they were picked, and planting them in his room was near impossible as it was mostly stone and there wasn’t too much light to come in to keep them alive.  Not to mention the territory his resided in didn’t really offer too much variety in materials and foliage.  He had to venture beyond the territory to find his salvation, temporary as it is.

The silvery lion would emerge from the shade of the forest and pad back to the mansion, a sweet smell coming from his pelt.  Despite this Sephiroth grumbled quietly to himself as he paused, swiping a paw through his mane which was unusually messy and out of his place.  A few thin green needles flew from his hair, scattering on the ground next to him.  See, Sephiroth, in his journey to find some kind of perfume, had come across a fallen pine tree which probably fell during a summer storm.  Drawn to the scent and figuring it would be a good temporary solution, the lion swiftly approached and fell down into the mess of needles and rolled about it in like a common domestic animal.  He almost enjoyed himself, and he had relished in the smell emanating from the tree.  It was only after the fact once he got up did he discover the pine needles that had stuck into his fur and mussed his normally very well kept silver mane.  Yeah, that wasn’t intentional at all.

So while still smelling rather nice the lion could be found outside the mansion base camp of the Rosebloods, shaking out his fur and mane while pine needles flew about everywhere and every direction.  Sephiroth growled softly to himself; this wasn’t exactly how he wanted to be seen, in this rather undignified state.

#psychosocial.