06-12-2020, 07:35 PM
The world never stopped in it's tracks, did it? Every turn was another burden for Atticus Roux. From his brother disappearing, his mother being killed during an earthquake, and his other brother turning on him, it seemed like it couldn't get any worse... but it was going to get nasty. There was no rest for the wicked, nor the innocent. Yet the tabby held his hopes high, wishing for more than damnation. Even so, the world continued to throw down.
As he wandered the desert without a goal in mind, the wind began to brush against his fur. It began slow. Every now and then, it'd increase and he'd almost fall to his feet in surprise. Suddenly, one final blow pushed him down. As the gusts picked up, the kitten shifted to look behind him. Amber eyes widened. A haze of particulars swarmed hundreds of feet behind him, ready to run him dry. The boy shuffled to his feet urgently. Small legs hustled forward, frustratingly losing grip on loose sand. Pier's voice echoed from afar, shifting his attention away from the jungle. He only spotted the jaguar in the distance and Silentgrave currently, but he thought he could make it. Doubtful.
Atticus rushed behind the tendril-lined being, following them to the cave's entrance. He tried to yell out, but the dust had already ran rampant in his throat. Choking on his words, he wildly gestured forward. It wasn't like he could do much else besides run and gesture anyways.
As he wandered the desert without a goal in mind, the wind began to brush against his fur. It began slow. Every now and then, it'd increase and he'd almost fall to his feet in surprise. Suddenly, one final blow pushed him down. As the gusts picked up, the kitten shifted to look behind him. Amber eyes widened. A haze of particulars swarmed hundreds of feet behind him, ready to run him dry. The boy shuffled to his feet urgently. Small legs hustled forward, frustratingly losing grip on loose sand. Pier's voice echoed from afar, shifting his attention away from the jungle. He only spotted the jaguar in the distance and Silentgrave currently, but he thought he could make it. Doubtful.
Atticus rushed behind the tendril-lined being, following them to the cave's entrance. He tried to yell out, but the dust had already ran rampant in his throat. Choking on his words, he wildly gestured forward. It wasn't like he could do much else besides run and gesture anyways.
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WHAT IS IT ABOUT THEM ?
atticus — former pittian — they're nothing but unstable