MR BLUE SKY | o, double joining

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you made me a
believer         

[B][I]HOPING MY FEELINGS THEY WOULD DROWN BUT, THEY NEVER DID, EVER LIVED, EBBING AND FLOWING

[div style="width:490px; margin-top:5px; text-align:justify; font-family: times; font-size:11.5px; color: black"]The melanistic tigers curved ears angled forward realizing that they were quite far away from home or well, they had both stayed before leaving the place itself. He hadn't interacted with much of the people there to begin with and really the only one that he had dragged along was his current companion Steve motherfucking Rogers. Did he feel guilty about dragging the man from his "home"? Only slightly since he was sure that it was better to get Steve out of somewhere before they had him doing things that Steve wouldn't ever do. The tiger walked alongside the beige lion with his tail swaying to the sides, his thoughts were currently messy and he was wondering if he had made the right decision of leaving the clan they once resided. He missed the warm sands underneath and in between his toes, he sometimes jokingly complained to his travelling buddy with playful nudges and whatnot. Of course, the duo would find some form of shelter and sleep next to each other, Stark was personally surprised that he hadn't stopped breathing since being so close to Steve made him feel like he was going to have a heart attack. Sometimes, he would wake up before Steve facing him with arms wrapped around him their muzzles only a few inches away. A gap that could be easily closed by the earlier riser but he had decided against it several times since he never wanted to make Steve uncomfortable around him especially since the maned beast was his only friend as of right now. The melanistic tiger would always be the one to part from sleeping with one another causing his companion to wake up every time, sometimes he felt as if Steve trained himself to know when he had escaped his embrace. The thought made him snort at how ridiculous it was and as much as he would've loved to continue being in the arms of Steve Rogers, they had to continue on their journey of finding a new home.

He hadn't realized it but they were nearing a mountainous type of area and his whiskers twitched at the feeling of snow underneath his paws, a new feeling that he welcomed with a coy grin on his maw. Lions on the other hand were more accustomed to warmer areas maybe not exactly a desert but something like that, Stark being a tiger could survive humid or cold areas without much trouble. He aimed to throw some snow at Steve to get a reaction out of him and proceeded to brush against him with a mysterious rumble that could literally mean [i]anything especially when it came to Stark Ferro. He would speak in a teasing, cocky voice [b]"Don't worry, Steve. You can press against me so you aren't cold, muffin." Back in the abandoned city, he never had snow which had been quite odd then again the place never got all that cold like most other places. He was happy to feel the snow underneath his paws even if his pawpads felt cold, the tiger kept trudging forward through the snow not at all bothered when his paws sunk into the snow. His curved ears angled forward as he tried picking up possible noises of other animals or prey, he eventually caught the scent of the market that indicated the border. He slowly approached it with a flick of his striped tail, his head turned around to glance over to his companion "C'mon slowpoke Steve." The tiger would sit down curling his striped tail around his large forepaws, it was time to start a new life with Steve and hopefully this wasn't another anti-clan.