06-10-2020, 02:33 PM
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IVAN
slav. "god is gracious"
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a son
a brother
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a son
a brother
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ALYOSHA, MY DEAR, MY ONLY SON, I'M AFRAID OF IVAN —
Ivan had never hunted anything larger than a dove, which was fine because he didn't need much anyway. It was easier now because he had grown out of his fluffy kitten stage. Nearing six months, he stood tall and handsomely sleek. He did put a lot of care into his appearance, especially since he had been such a skinny little thing at birth. He still was, but at least he was growing out of the face of a child.
Ivan was laying out this morning, thoroughly occupied in a book by Pushkin. He caught Vigenere's call for Leroy and irritably jerked his head up. Ivan rose to his feet. The fur along his spine ruffled with unease. He did not detect people primarily by sight. The jaguar's scent was unfamiliar. If he had paid attention with his eyes, he might have noticed the scars, but he did not know Vigenere enough (or anyone else for that matter) to recognize them based on scars. Besides, he did not know possession was a thing and maybe if he did, he might wither on the spot for how deeply it would violate his morality.
"Huh, are you new?"
Ivan was laying out this morning, thoroughly occupied in a book by Pushkin. He caught Vigenere's call for Leroy and irritably jerked his head up. Ivan rose to his feet. The fur along his spine ruffled with unease. He did not detect people primarily by sight. The jaguar's scent was unfamiliar. If he had paid attention with his eyes, he might have noticed the scars, but he did not know Vigenere enough (or anyone else for that matter) to recognize them based on scars. Besides, he did not know possession was a thing and maybe if he did, he might wither on the spot for how deeply it would violate his morality.
"Huh, are you new?"
— I'M MORE AFRAID OF IVAN THAN THE OTHER ONE.