10-04-2019, 04:23 PM
SALEM |
Shifting sand beneath vine-covered paws. Dark eyes hidden beneath the slits of a pumpkin; never seen without. A faintly spotted tail twitches behind the small feline. He belongs to this season alone. Crisp air and the taste of pumpkin spices on the breeze.
An air of anticipation cut through the Typhoon's shores. As Salem padded across the beach, a ghost of quiet, he noticed a different change of season. A strange word; Halloween, ever present in the air. He fails to recognize the term, quickly realizing he strangely embodies this very thing. Dark fur and an orange pumpkin.
He never heeded great attention towards odd looks or murmurs. Not until he became the source of many compliments and light-hearted laughs. Bemused, the youth lingered outside Capricorn Tavern, hidden brows creased in thought. Seemed others found his appearance fitting to the occasion they eagerly awaited. Not for the first time, Salem mused how others happened to be the strange ones more often than not, rather than himself, pumpkin and all.
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Shifting sand beneath vine-covered paws. Dark eyes hidden beneath the slits of a pumpkin; never seen without. A faintly spotted tail twitches behind the small feline. He belongs to this season alone. Crisp air and the taste of pumpkin spices on the breeze.
An air of anticipation cut through the Typhoon's shores. As Salem padded across the beach, a ghost of quiet, he noticed a different change of season. A strange word; Halloween, ever present in the air. He fails to recognize the term, quickly realizing he strangely embodies this very thing. Dark fur and an orange pumpkin.
He never heeded great attention towards odd looks or murmurs. Not until he became the source of many compliments and light-hearted laughs. Bemused, the youth lingered outside Capricorn Tavern, hidden brows creased in thought. Seemed others found his appearance fitting to the occasion they eagerly awaited. Not for the first time, Salem mused how others happened to be the strange ones more often than not, rather than himself, pumpkin and all.
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[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]