01-11-2020, 10:29 PM
[align=center][div style="bgcolor= black; width: 500px; font-family: Times New Roman;font-size:10pt;text-align:justify;"]The day Moth had come to Tanglewood she had looked around the territory in search of a home. She had been told that there were many empty buildings to choose from, and that everyone here had chosen their own house in one way or another. Some lived in big houses, some lived outside, Red had lived in the bunkers, but Moth had chosen a small house for herself, something more of a hut really. It was a small, one room structure consisting of a mattress in the corner and small little piles of things she had liked when she had first moved in, bones and sticks, dusting in the corners slowly being replaced by her new collection of books and papers, things she'd learned to appreciate since she had learned to read.
Things had changed since Moth had first moved in, some for the better, and now it was time for her to choose something to change. With Jervis gone, Moth felt as though she had no worry of someone coming into Tanglewood and burning her house down, and now that she was with Selby, she felt as though she needed a new place to stay. Something with more than one room so that it could be nice and organized, where she could have an actual bookshelf, and a closet to hide presents in, as it had been hard before her disappearance to hide the presents she had gotten for her boyfriend and her brother. So, she had decided to move out.
Moth had been eyeing a small bungalow styled home for a while now, a one story building closer to town with a few rooms in it. A kitchen to use for cooking and for storing food instead of a small corner, a proper room for a bed, a closet, and more. Everything she wanted in her own little house that she hoped would one day have Selby sharing it with her.
Now, Moth was a big cat, able to carry things from her house to the other, multiple things at a time, but, it seemed as though today for some reason, she was carrying one thing at a time, and she was being very careful about it. Seemed odd for her to do so, as it was slow-going, but, so far, she didn't really seem to mind too much.
Things had changed since Moth had first moved in, some for the better, and now it was time for her to choose something to change. With Jervis gone, Moth felt as though she had no worry of someone coming into Tanglewood and burning her house down, and now that she was with Selby, she felt as though she needed a new place to stay. Something with more than one room so that it could be nice and organized, where she could have an actual bookshelf, and a closet to hide presents in, as it had been hard before her disappearance to hide the presents she had gotten for her boyfriend and her brother. So, she had decided to move out.
Moth had been eyeing a small bungalow styled home for a while now, a one story building closer to town with a few rooms in it. A kitchen to use for cooking and for storing food instead of a small corner, a proper room for a bed, a closet, and more. Everything she wanted in her own little house that she hoped would one day have Selby sharing it with her.
Now, Moth was a big cat, able to carry things from her house to the other, multiple things at a time, but, it seemed as though today for some reason, she was carrying one thing at a time, and she was being very careful about it. Seemed odd for her to do so, as it was slow-going, but, so far, she didn't really seem to mind too much.