09-02-2019, 02:18 AM
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wondering on his own was nothing new to the tom, but at least back in the alleys they were simpler to understand. it all looked the same and eventually he always made his way back home somehow. here things were larger. broader. smells were different in every direction. eventually larkspur got lost somewhere in the flower fields. his head lifted high up to try and see above the tall stems of wilting or yellowed, dead flowers. already long gone, lark had the misfortune of seeing them in their full bloom; not that he would have admired it anyhow.
his kitten brain was hyper focused on wandering however far his paws would carry him. eventually he came across what seemed to be like an abandoned picnic. the blanket was dusty and the basket half-open. lark didn't take notice to the ants, gnats, and flies that hovered over the wicker and continued his way toward it. he poked his head inside, grey eyes going wide as he saw a roach right on top of a moldy peach.
"LARK!" he squealed, diving in and crushing the roach underneath his tiny paws, grasping it between his claws and pulling it out of the basket. he landed on his back and shoved whatever he could into his mouth, half of the roach sticking out of his mouth as he crunched on it in content. with the other half discarded, lark was now engrossed in the pale blue hues of the sky, purring loudly as he watched the clouds lazily roll by.
[/td][/tr][/table]his kitten brain was hyper focused on wandering however far his paws would carry him. eventually he came across what seemed to be like an abandoned picnic. the blanket was dusty and the basket half-open. lark didn't take notice to the ants, gnats, and flies that hovered over the wicker and continued his way toward it. he poked his head inside, grey eyes going wide as he saw a roach right on top of a moldy peach.
"LARK!" he squealed, diving in and crushing the roach underneath his tiny paws, grasping it between his claws and pulling it out of the basket. he landed on his back and shoved whatever he could into his mouth, half of the roach sticking out of his mouth as he crunched on it in content. with the other half discarded, lark was now engrossed in the pale blue hues of the sky, purring loudly as he watched the clouds lazily roll by.
© MADI
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｢ you're gone, gone, gone away, i watched you disappear ｣
all that's left is the ghost of you
[div style="font-size:6.9pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;letter-spacing:.1px;margin-top:-3px;margin-bottom:5px;"]larkspurskip, cared for by stark. 10 months old. orange tabby cat. elysium.