//previous to meteor strike + permission from egg to say goldie visited <3
It had been a long month. Sickness overwhelmed her body throughout the time span. A thick cough echoed through her home and her throat was engulfed in mucus. Needless to say, other symptoms followed. Endless headaches overwhelmed her system, aching limbs left her bed bound, and the unnerving chills despite the warm island weather. Most of all, the mental turmoil. Marina called it her personal hell.
Through thick and thin, Marina did not know what to expect as she laid in her beach home. The jaguar couldn't help but wonder what she had missed. It left her concerned. With her children disregarded from seeing her, she felt alone. Goldenluxury had been the only one to check up on her. The others had no business seeing her. (Not like she told them though. That was on her.) Even so, she wondered if Samantha swooned her children while she was gone or if Aphra harmed any of her precious babies. Had Goldenluxury yearned for her? Or was anyone else in The Typhoon missing her? She truly did not know... and that horrified her. Her desire to have a close eye on those around her, rather than focusing on herself, made her insufferable in quarantine.
As time passed, the symptoms of her cold began to fade away and finally disappeared. The jaguar, motivated by her well-being, finally pushed herself to go outside. Slamming the door wide open, the salty air of the beach flooded her senses as she breathed in deeply. A smile snuck it's way onto her lips. From the dark, she emerged. Stepping out into the sun, light poured down onto her slim figure and highlighted her overgrown mane. Unable to cater towards her beautiful looks during her time, she had reluctantly allowed her mane to grow out. The beautiful lemon leaves now immersed her ears and swooped deeply over the top of her head. Truly, one might mistake her for an unusually eccentric male lion. After all, she appeared shaggy and unkempt currently.
Coming down onto the sands of Barracuda Beach, a small purr left the large cat. Ecstatic and ready to catch up with the others, she couldn't help but continue to wander further towards the camp. Oh... It was good to be back.
It had been a long month. Sickness overwhelmed her body throughout the time span. A thick cough echoed through her home and her throat was engulfed in mucus. Needless to say, other symptoms followed. Endless headaches overwhelmed her system, aching limbs left her bed bound, and the unnerving chills despite the warm island weather. Most of all, the mental turmoil. Marina called it her personal hell.
Through thick and thin, Marina did not know what to expect as she laid in her beach home. The jaguar couldn't help but wonder what she had missed. It left her concerned. With her children disregarded from seeing her, she felt alone. Goldenluxury had been the only one to check up on her. The others had no business seeing her. (Not like she told them though. That was on her.) Even so, she wondered if Samantha swooned her children while she was gone or if Aphra harmed any of her precious babies. Had Goldenluxury yearned for her? Or was anyone else in The Typhoon missing her? She truly did not know... and that horrified her. Her desire to have a close eye on those around her, rather than focusing on herself, made her insufferable in quarantine.
As time passed, the symptoms of her cold began to fade away and finally disappeared. The jaguar, motivated by her well-being, finally pushed herself to go outside. Slamming the door wide open, the salty air of the beach flooded her senses as she breathed in deeply. A smile snuck it's way onto her lips. From the dark, she emerged. Stepping out into the sun, light poured down onto her slim figure and highlighted her overgrown mane. Unable to cater towards her beautiful looks during her time, she had reluctantly allowed her mane to grow out. The beautiful lemon leaves now immersed her ears and swooped deeply over the top of her head. Truly, one might mistake her for an unusually eccentric male lion. After all, she appeared shaggy and unkempt currently.
Coming down onto the sands of Barracuda Beach, a small purr left the large cat. Ecstatic and ready to catch up with the others, she couldn't help but continue to wander further towards the camp. Oh... It was good to be back.
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