12-26-2018, 03:09 PM
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Leander was no king, or so he been brought up believing. In the eyes of his mother and the gang she was tied to, the tiger was a simple grunt, a boy who would never be able to stand on his own. It was degrading for his mind was far more abstract and creative, but the room he needed to expand those horizons had never been granted to him. The male would not go as far as to say he was oppressed in any manner, just fell into the wrong place in the pecking order. Was he capable of being more than he was told he would be? He knew he was, but how to get there, well, he was at a loss for any shred of idea. Even so, he had no doubt in his mind that only with hard work and determination would he even begin to scratch the surface of his true identity.
Eyes watched the canine, an expressionless face overtaking his features. He did not know how to act nor how to respond, so he would gather what he had seen others do and try to mimic it. While he had not witnessed anyone in his own position, he would try to piece together information that he had gathered from the time he took his first breath. His gaze hardened, tail tip flicking to and fro. "I'm Leander," rumbled the large cat. Should he have gone by Ander? It was too late now. "I'd like to join y'alls' ranks, if ya'd have me."
Leander was no king, or so he been brought up believing. In the eyes of his mother and the gang she was tied to, the tiger was a simple grunt, a boy who would never be able to stand on his own. It was degrading for his mind was far more abstract and creative, but the room he needed to expand those horizons had never been granted to him. The male would not go as far as to say he was oppressed in any manner, just fell into the wrong place in the pecking order. Was he capable of being more than he was told he would be? He knew he was, but how to get there, well, he was at a loss for any shred of idea. Even so, he had no doubt in his mind that only with hard work and determination would he even begin to scratch the surface of his true identity.
Eyes watched the canine, an expressionless face overtaking his features. He did not know how to act nor how to respond, so he would gather what he had seen others do and try to mimic it. While he had not witnessed anyone in his own position, he would try to piece together information that he had gathered from the time he took his first breath. His gaze hardened, tail tip flicking to and fro. "I'm Leander," rumbled the large cat. Should he have gone by Ander? It was too late now. "I'd like to join y'alls' ranks, if ya'd have me."