09-07-2018, 11:21 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]family was something that the snow leopard had never known very well in his life. in the earlier days, the golden days of his life, he had known happiness for a short time. a loving fiance and two supportive parent figures, people he cherished, but... such things never lasted long for him. eventually his fiance disappeared, as did sola and felix, and the group was disbanded.
family was something of an unfamiliar concept, though he yearned for it. he hoped that perhaps, one day, he would have a family of his own; a husband that loved him, and children, as he'd always wished for. that day was... far away, he knew. he wasn't ready, not yet, despite how much he wished he was.
prestige's ears twitched from where he walked alone through the forest, a faint sob somewhere in the distance alerting him. he picked up his pace as he moved through the trees; someone could be in trouble, or perhaps, someone could be planning a trap. the snow leopard preferred to think of it being the first. as he neared the area of the cries, he tipped his head, eyes settling upon a pink child curled at the border. poor thing. "are you lost?" he cooed softly to stockholm, careful in his approach of the little thing. "do you need help?"
family was something of an unfamiliar concept, though he yearned for it. he hoped that perhaps, one day, he would have a family of his own; a husband that loved him, and children, as he'd always wished for. that day was... far away, he knew. he wasn't ready, not yet, despite how much he wished he was.
prestige's ears twitched from where he walked alone through the forest, a faint sob somewhere in the distance alerting him. he picked up his pace as he moved through the trees; someone could be in trouble, or perhaps, someone could be planning a trap. the snow leopard preferred to think of it being the first. as he neared the area of the cries, he tipped his head, eyes settling upon a pink child curled at the border. poor thing. "are you lost?" he cooed softly to stockholm, careful in his approach of the little thing. "do you need help?"
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