07-27-2019, 09:16 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: georgia;font-size:12px;text-align:justify"]It was hard for the three legged feline to walk the distance that he had walked, but he had done it, he had made it, and whether or not he would ever make a journey like that again was not up for debate - he detested the idea. Roman had been walking for a while, and he had not been fond of it, but he missed his home, he missed those that he left behind, though whether or not they would remember him or even still be where he left them was something that he was scared to know. It had been so long since he'd been gone - almost a year now if he had kept track of time correctly - and he knew that more often than not, many that one knew were gone within a year, having either moved on, or changed so drastically they were unrecognizable. They could have died, or they could just have forgotten about him to the point of not caring whether he was dead or alive - and he wouldn't blame them, he had left in such a hurry that he didn't even stay to say goodbye to anyone that was there at the time.
Having followed the scent of his old home, Roman was surprised to find out that it was different somehow. He could still smell the scent of the old group that he used to call home, but it was mingled with others, making a new scent of what seemed to be a new group. That was something that he was also used to, having his own places in the past merge with others right before his eyes.
Hoping that he would be accepted back - and that this was, indeed the proper place - the domestic feline would sit down, eyes overlooking the place before him before he finally decided to speak. "Hello?" He would call out, thinking for a moment before speaking once more, "Is this the Ascendants? Or uh, what was of it I guess? It smells different now."
Having followed the scent of his old home, Roman was surprised to find out that it was different somehow. He could still smell the scent of the old group that he used to call home, but it was mingled with others, making a new scent of what seemed to be a new group. That was something that he was also used to, having his own places in the past merge with others right before his eyes.
Hoping that he would be accepted back - and that this was, indeed the proper place - the domestic feline would sit down, eyes overlooking the place before him before he finally decided to speak. "Hello?" He would call out, thinking for a moment before speaking once more, "Is this the Ascendants? Or uh, what was of it I guess? It smells different now."