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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
Being a true native of Tanglewood, and, for as long as he knew, one of the very first, Ivan had known no other reality than living in a rundown town, protected by snares and trees. He was no wanderer either, and hardly ever ventured far. As much as he would think his mind should belong in the body of someone much older and capable than a nearly four month old cat, he still couldn't doubt his physicality. Tensions between groups were negligible for the most part, but he was well aware that there were other foes, like the many-eyed spiked beast and the alligators who tore of his mother's ear.
He was pushing the limits now, as he ventured closer to the edge of the territory, attracted by the sounds. There were a lot of people here, he was beginning to scent and hear more clearly. He wanted to vomit at the dad joke — was that Aurum — but he really didn't want to lose his lunch. He was skinny enough as it was. Ivan arrived in time to see Octane fasten his leg. Admittedly, he couldn't help but prick his large, gremlin-like ears at the idea of prosthetics. It was the first time he'd seen them, it was truly some mark of a great scientific progress. Who said a philosopher could not reconcile with science? Or was that Ivan's hypocrisy showing through?
His admiration cut short at the energy Octane was exhorting into the atmosphere. Donnish Ivan found it difficult to react to the cheetah's antics. His quips seemed blunt perhaps, if they were written on paper, but it was a different bluntness than Alaric. He wasn't really thinking. He snickered to himself as the yellow cat echoed his thoughts, though with his colorblindness, Vingere looked more like a white cat than anything else.
"I'm sorry ... Who?" Ivan finally spoke, somewhat incredulously. Maybe he's got the wrong group.
He was pushing the limits now, as he ventured closer to the edge of the territory, attracted by the sounds. There were a lot of people here, he was beginning to scent and hear more clearly. He wanted to vomit at the dad joke — was that Aurum — but he really didn't want to lose his lunch. He was skinny enough as it was. Ivan arrived in time to see Octane fasten his leg. Admittedly, he couldn't help but prick his large, gremlin-like ears at the idea of prosthetics. It was the first time he'd seen them, it was truly some mark of a great scientific progress. Who said a philosopher could not reconcile with science? Or was that Ivan's hypocrisy showing through?
His admiration cut short at the energy Octane was exhorting into the atmosphere. Donnish Ivan found it difficult to react to the cheetah's antics. His quips seemed blunt perhaps, if they were written on paper, but it was a different bluntness than Alaric. He wasn't really thinking. He snickered to himself as the yellow cat echoed his thoughts, though with his colorblindness, Vingere looked more like a white cat than anything else.
"I'm sorry ... Who?" Ivan finally spoke, somewhat incredulously. Maybe he's got the wrong group.