02-13-2021, 08:02 PM
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The flowers themselves did little to aid in avoidance -- flowers were a staple of romantic holidays, but they were brightly colored and happy. The kind of flowers he could picture in his sister's fur. And her favorite; even if the thought did not initially occur to him.
Salem released a soft breath, setting a completed crown to the side, then starting another. We spent it together last year. Why not again?
♦ | SALEM
Quiet, vine-wrapped paws worked -- dark eyes narrowed in gentle concentration. A small pattern of yellow 'ilimas slowly meeting in a careful circle. While the small wildcat could not say where the inspiration originated, he found the repetitive action soothing. The lack of complicated thought allowed his mind to drift, attempting to avoid the antsy thoughts of the day to come; of a budding hopes and ideas blooming.The flowers themselves did little to aid in avoidance -- flowers were a staple of romantic holidays, but they were brightly colored and happy. The kind of flowers he could picture in his sister's fur. And her favorite; even if the thought did not initially occur to him.
Salem released a soft breath, setting a completed crown to the side, then starting another. We spent it together last year. Why not again?
I'll take my heart clean apart if it helps yours beat ♦ salem / faemor / crewmate
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[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]