STRAY CAT STRUT / meeting 12/21

[stella]

[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family: arial; line-height: 109%; text-align: left; padding: 20px;font-size: 12px;"]tension built up all around the typhoon's territory had been keeping stella on edge recently; it was so evident in the auras of those who walked around with their minds on edge, ready to switch from peaceful to aggressive at the drop of a dime. colours washed out surrounded the island group, dull and old, it started to encompass all the hybrid saw from the typhoon these days. seasonal depression on a large scale almost. praying for better days was all that the angelic girl could do, there was little her mortal-infused sad story of a body could do to change the seas on this dreary journey. that, and brace for impact.

feeling a more enthusiastic shift in passing crew-members, lavender eyes lifted from tending to the fragile flora of her secluded garden - was something happening? anything to pass the time, anything to keep stella's mind occupied, anything was welcomed by the youthful child. a meeting, while tending to be a bit boring, stella wasn't going to skip the occasion. it was better than being cooped up to her stuffed toys for warmth.

glancing towards the fellow members already gathered for the meeting, stella took a seat near the taller form of masie, a sweet girl, gaze drifting to the sickly leader with tinges of concern. sick - she seemed sick. not unlike pater had. a shudder ran downwards stella's spine, swaying coffee and cream infused fur and waving her cloak slightly in the reaction.

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