04-09-2020, 08:11 PM
[div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]SALEM | Softly, vine-wrapped paws padded over the sand, dark eyes blinking behind the sockets of a pumpkin. The youth, having been departing from a visit with his friend, Keona, found the sight of smoke raising in the air a surprise.
Accustomed to bonfires his sisters enjoyed creating in their kithood, Salem allowed his muscles to relax. Curious to the origin, the melanistic kodkod began trotting towards the flames. A number of crewmates had appeared, attracted by the crackling flames. Warily, the youth drifted to the outskirts of the gathering.
With perked ears, he swiftly identified the cause, turning his gaze onto Caustic and Octane. The later appeared distracted by the younger children, while the former seemed to be thrilled by the gathering.
"I like your bonfire, Octane." His voice, muffled, was soft, but warm. While introverted, Salem found the sight of everyone together, enjoying the fire Octane started, to be nice.
Shyly, he reached out for a s'more as Gamelia passed them out, "thank you, ma'am."
S'mores reminded him of Summer and Tempest, the nostalgia bringing a sadder smile onto his hidden face. Quietly chewing on the treat, the small wildcat curled his tail around himself, wondering where his siblings had found themselves in their own wandering.
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Accustomed to bonfires his sisters enjoyed creating in their kithood, Salem allowed his muscles to relax. Curious to the origin, the melanistic kodkod began trotting towards the flames. A number of crewmates had appeared, attracted by the crackling flames. Warily, the youth drifted to the outskirts of the gathering.
With perked ears, he swiftly identified the cause, turning his gaze onto Caustic and Octane. The later appeared distracted by the younger children, while the former seemed to be thrilled by the gathering.
"I like your bonfire, Octane." His voice, muffled, was soft, but warm. While introverted, Salem found the sight of everyone together, enjoying the fire Octane started, to be nice.
Shyly, he reached out for a s'more as Gamelia passed them out, "thank you, ma'am."
S'mores reminded him of Summer and Tempest, the nostalgia bringing a sadder smile onto his hidden face. Quietly chewing on the treat, the small wildcat curled his tail around himself, wondering where his siblings had found themselves in their own wandering.
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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]]