02-14-2020, 07:40 PM
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larkspurpaw had quickly returned to the beach the moment he could, looking across the old territory. his wanderings led him to the warship, a semi-submerged battleship of some sorts. the apprentice, ever so curious, had wandered inside of it. most of it had been picked clean it seemed. remnants of what old sunhaven members had kept inside were waterlogged or outright unusable. the old creaky wood was unsettling, giving it an even creepier edge that crawled up the tabby's fur. he couldn't contain the chills that riddled his body as a sickly groan erupted from the floorboards he padded across.
lark's gaze set on a hazardous set of stairs and his immediate first thought was to climb up them. the tom quickly jumped up the first few steps without hesitation, though halfway through one of the boards had broken beneath his weight. he gasped, leaping for the next and digging his claws into the soaked wood. the rush of adrenaline send his heart soaring, but no fear in that moment. giddy, he giggled as he jumped the next few steps to the second floor. not all of it was entirely accessible, unfortunately. some of it was still submerged beneath water. what wasn't though, was an old dilapidated chest in the corner underneath the remains of a what would have been a wall. larkspurpaw jumped for it, practically tiring out his little self by pulling off what he could.
the locks of the chest were no longer effective, but it had done its job preserving what was inside. there were a few things that interested him; an eyepatch wrapped around some strange walking stick. he took that out first, wrapping it around him. it was a little big, covering almost half his face.
he pushed away the walking stick, revealing some strange instrument beneath. it was small like some sort of child's set. lark pulled it from the chest giving a curious strum. he gasped as his senses came to light with soft shades of pink and blue. "oh... yum!" something hinted blackberries, but when he gave another strum it led him to think of maple. weird... he never had anyone or anything have multiple colors or tastes...
whatever else remained in the chest was quickly forgotten as larkspurpaw took the instrument around his back and headed straight for the stairs. he narrowly missed plummeting from the missing step but recovered, darting out of the warship and heading for the mainland.
he ended up remaining on a little stone perch for a few hours, testing all the different sounds coming from it. he managed to make a few actual pleasant sounds to outside ears, but larkspurpaw would thoroughly enjoying himself nonetheless.
[/td][/tr][/table]lark's gaze set on a hazardous set of stairs and his immediate first thought was to climb up them. the tom quickly jumped up the first few steps without hesitation, though halfway through one of the boards had broken beneath his weight. he gasped, leaping for the next and digging his claws into the soaked wood. the rush of adrenaline send his heart soaring, but no fear in that moment. giddy, he giggled as he jumped the next few steps to the second floor. not all of it was entirely accessible, unfortunately. some of it was still submerged beneath water. what wasn't though, was an old dilapidated chest in the corner underneath the remains of a what would have been a wall. larkspurpaw jumped for it, practically tiring out his little self by pulling off what he could.
the locks of the chest were no longer effective, but it had done its job preserving what was inside. there were a few things that interested him; an eyepatch wrapped around some strange walking stick. he took that out first, wrapping it around him. it was a little big, covering almost half his face.
he pushed away the walking stick, revealing some strange instrument beneath. it was small like some sort of child's set. lark pulled it from the chest giving a curious strum. he gasped as his senses came to light with soft shades of pink and blue. "oh... yum!" something hinted blackberries, but when he gave another strum it led him to think of maple. weird... he never had anyone or anything have multiple colors or tastes...
whatever else remained in the chest was quickly forgotten as larkspurpaw took the instrument around his back and headed straight for the stairs. he narrowly missed plummeting from the missing step but recovered, darting out of the warship and heading for the mainland.
he ended up remaining on a little stone perch for a few hours, testing all the different sounds coming from it. he managed to make a few actual pleasant sounds to outside ears, but larkspurpaw would thoroughly enjoying himself nonetheless.
© 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.