10-09-2018, 11:14 PM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10pt;"]Grains of sand scraped beneath the feline's sore paw pads as he trudged rather miserably through the barren, sandy wasteland. The sun beat down mercilessly upon his obsidian coat, making the ocelot groan in both annoyance and discouragement. He slowed himself to a stop, lifting his head up to squint his eyes against the sun, searching for some sign 'The Pitt' out here. He hadn't see hide nor hair of this mysterious group, even after what seemed like hours of walking. Ugh, this was so shitty.
Letting out a dramatic sigh the exhausted feline flopped down onto the warm sand in defeat, nestling his nose underneath his paws. He was dying to see some sort of life around out here. (Except for vultures - those bastards could all drop dead for all he cared.) "What kind of dumbass would base their group in the middle of a desert like this?" Oni muttered bitterly to himself as he rested, hoping that perhaps with a lack of movement he would be able to cool down somewhat. However, after laying still for maybe ten agonizing minutes he soon came to the conclusion he wasn't doing himself any good.
Taking a breath Oni heaved himself back onto his paws, leaning back to lazily adjust the placement of his eye patch as he cleared his throat. Might as well try to call out or something, maybe someone was closer now. "Um, hellooo?" His voice rang out, a questioning tone hidden beneath his impatience, unsure if any 'slave keepers' was actually out here or if he had just wasted his time following rumors.
//sorry for the shitty thread asdfjhghsjk
Letting out a dramatic sigh the exhausted feline flopped down onto the warm sand in defeat, nestling his nose underneath his paws. He was dying to see some sort of life around out here. (Except for vultures - those bastards could all drop dead for all he cared.) "What kind of dumbass would base their group in the middle of a desert like this?" Oni muttered bitterly to himself as he rested, hoping that perhaps with a lack of movement he would be able to cool down somewhat. However, after laying still for maybe ten agonizing minutes he soon came to the conclusion he wasn't doing himself any good.
Taking a breath Oni heaved himself back onto his paws, leaning back to lazily adjust the placement of his eye patch as he cleared his throat. Might as well try to call out or something, maybe someone was closer now. "Um, hellooo?" His voice rang out, a questioning tone hidden beneath his impatience, unsure if any 'slave keepers' was actually out here or if he had just wasted his time following rumors.
//sorry for the shitty thread asdfjhghsjk
[align=center][div style="font-size:13pt;line-height:.9;color:#000000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:.7px"]DOG DAYS ARE OVER[div style="font-size:7pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:center"][ OCELOT | MALE | DWELLER OF THE PITT ]