09-06-2020, 02:35 AM
THE MAELSTROM
Here you are and you’re all you wished to be
[size=9px]( silver tabby ; one month ; palmclan kitten )
You’re alive and you're not alone[/SIZE]
[size=9px]( silver tabby ; one month ; palmclan kitten )
You’re alive and you're not alone[/SIZE]
Intrusive the unwavering attention, suffocating in manner unintended, safety within times turbulent and strange all that they had sought within enacting certain behaviours. They cared and wished only to keep him, a found treasure tended with clumsy hands.
Stay in camp, it is too dangerous and I don't want to lose you. Words ring through downwardly inclined head, a quiet plea unfit for the smile she forced within place. She knew well unheeded her words may go, mere routine during a time she may wish them answered, yet understanding was a tentative bloom he cared little for and thus over his head had it all gone. Short the interval in which he did as she wished, though the basis hinged upon probable entertainment, time had seen such dwindle all too quickly, however.
Unimpeded his exit, though had he the mind to pay attention known that those about the beach doing their best to retain some semblance of normality watched his progression, keeping one such as he caged was simply beyond their resources. It was as such he walked along the shore with nose barely above the sand, kicked up the grains with each breath until —
A sneeze. Poor his judgement and into his nostrils had a few grains gone, grumbled annoyance muffled by a paw that rubbed at his muzzle, growing the collection of sand stuck in thin strands. Onward did he continue, though lessened his enthusiasm, for at least a moment as it were for the slowly closing distance allowed him to catch a small snippet of conversation. Squeaky the call he voiced as his pace quickened, a clumsy and heavy affair that nearly sent him falling face first before he found his balance.
Stranger. To no one would the pitiful little hiss he offered forth when the realisation struck arouse any sense of terror, though it alone was not his response. Down was head once more shifted and wildly did Foamkit charge, seeking to make contact with Lovekit's leg in what was likely to be an unsuccessful headbutt.
Stay in camp, it is too dangerous and I don't want to lose you. Words ring through downwardly inclined head, a quiet plea unfit for the smile she forced within place. She knew well unheeded her words may go, mere routine during a time she may wish them answered, yet understanding was a tentative bloom he cared little for and thus over his head had it all gone. Short the interval in which he did as she wished, though the basis hinged upon probable entertainment, time had seen such dwindle all too quickly, however.
Unimpeded his exit, though had he the mind to pay attention known that those about the beach doing their best to retain some semblance of normality watched his progression, keeping one such as he caged was simply beyond their resources. It was as such he walked along the shore with nose barely above the sand, kicked up the grains with each breath until —
A sneeze. Poor his judgement and into his nostrils had a few grains gone, grumbled annoyance muffled by a paw that rubbed at his muzzle, growing the collection of sand stuck in thin strands. Onward did he continue, though lessened his enthusiasm, for at least a moment as it were for the slowly closing distance allowed him to catch a small snippet of conversation. Squeaky the call he voiced as his pace quickened, a clumsy and heavy affair that nearly sent him falling face first before he found his balance.
Stranger. To no one would the pitiful little hiss he offered forth when the realisation struck arouse any sense of terror, though it alone was not his response. Down was head once more shifted and wildly did Foamkit charge, seeking to make contact with Lovekit's leg in what was likely to be an unsuccessful headbutt.
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