03-29-2021, 07:37 AM
ROSS H. HYACINTH - male - domestic feline - tanglewood
Oh right, I forgot to mention when you get there. I'll be gone! It's just usual business, buddy. Take care of the place and try not to wreck anything you party animal. 
Sincerely, Stark Ferro.
Frustration bubbled within his chest when he found that note hanging on the door he had arrived to that very same day, he was expecting that the two of them would live together within the house but he supposed it was for the best that hadn't been the case considering Stark's living habits. Ross dragged his suitcase a bit closer to himself as he pushed the door open with one of his paws only to wince at the sight of a moth fluttering out and dust, lots of it. "God dammit." The least that mangy mutt could've done was clean up the place knowing that Ross was going to arrive but at that rate, he was probably expecting too much from the older man. Now, he had to play house maid just to get this house up to his living standards though Ross was not high maintenance, he preferred a clean working and living space unlike Stark.
He supposed that depression often unmotivated a man like Stark Ferro and frankly, Ross never knew if there had been someone else before that hit... Had Stark been different? "Who cares? I need to tidy this place up, I'm sure that he's fine now..." He mumbled to himself setting his suitcase to the side carefully beginning to rummage around for anything to use for cleaning and he found a broom that he gripped without much hesitance, he used said broom to sweep all the dust from the home with a frown present on his maw the entire time and eventually used it to grab at the cobwebs that were in higher places that he could hardly reach. He sighed quietly to himself glancing over at his work only to feel quite satisfied of it all did he nod slowly "Right. Now to put out some of my belongings and make it feel a bit more like home."
Popping open the case, Ross began to put out a few of his things that consisted of a small sleeping bag, a lava lamp, and a picture frame with someone's picture within it. He carefully set the picture on a cabinet near the window that's where he decided to place the small sleeping bag... That was until he found a mattress or whatnot for himself but he was unsure of how long he would stay there to begin with. "Well... Fayina... It isn't too shabby and seems to be the right size for myself. I am unsure of how that old fool could ever live here comfortably... Given his... Claustrophobia." He said quietly to himself though his eyes were concentrated on that picture, it had been years since he had seen his beloved Fayina and he was beginning to lose hope at this rate.
Hell, he could even remember Stark trying to set Ross up on blind dates a year ago before the canine decided that it wasnt working out the way he intended it to and that relationships were a bunch of bologna. Even if the mutt had said that, Ross could see a faint sadness in those brown eyes of his colleague yet he never pried deciding to simply humor the old man and jokingly agree with a chuckle. Ross did not believe that having a romantic relationship or commitment to someone was bologna nor would he mind it. Unfortunately, his heart still desired the set hound within the picture frame. His radiant princess he had called her lovingly once upon a time. Now... Well now, she was gone.
Fayina was gone, Rox was gone, and the group he was supposed to lead one day... He left them behind in search for his sister and lover. It was a shot in the dark but frankly, he thought he was a bit happier than he was now. The thought of being tied down with responsibilities of a group sounded stressful and he had been capable, he was not open to it during that time... Especially when those closest to him suddenly disappeared without much of a word. He blinked his eyes a few times not realizing that he had been staring at the picture of Fayina the entire time, his small frown turning into a sad smile. "Wherever you are, I hope you know that I love you dearly." There was a pause before he added with a light dip of his cranium "My radiant princess."
Ross noticed that there was a coffee machine and decided that he would prepare a bit of coffee for himself, his short tail wiggling in a bit of excitement. He made sure that it still had some power only to add some water before turning it on, he sat back leaning against his suitcase. "Maybe I should close my eyes for a moment then... then introduce myself to the neighbors..." He mused to himself as he pulled the glasses off from his face and rubbed at his eyes that were beginning to droop with exhaustion, he closed them only to find himself dozing off with the door completely open. The sound of the coffee machine churning making him even sleepier. Just a quick nap after that long journey, Ross thought humming quietly to himself.
Sincerely, Stark Ferro.
Frustration bubbled within his chest when he found that note hanging on the door he had arrived to that very same day, he was expecting that the two of them would live together within the house but he supposed it was for the best that hadn't been the case considering Stark's living habits. Ross dragged his suitcase a bit closer to himself as he pushed the door open with one of his paws only to wince at the sight of a moth fluttering out and dust, lots of it. "God dammit." The least that mangy mutt could've done was clean up the place knowing that Ross was going to arrive but at that rate, he was probably expecting too much from the older man. Now, he had to play house maid just to get this house up to his living standards though Ross was not high maintenance, he preferred a clean working and living space unlike Stark.
He supposed that depression often unmotivated a man like Stark Ferro and frankly, Ross never knew if there had been someone else before that hit... Had Stark been different? "Who cares? I need to tidy this place up, I'm sure that he's fine now..." He mumbled to himself setting his suitcase to the side carefully beginning to rummage around for anything to use for cleaning and he found a broom that he gripped without much hesitance, he used said broom to sweep all the dust from the home with a frown present on his maw the entire time and eventually used it to grab at the cobwebs that were in higher places that he could hardly reach. He sighed quietly to himself glancing over at his work only to feel quite satisfied of it all did he nod slowly "Right. Now to put out some of my belongings and make it feel a bit more like home."
Popping open the case, Ross began to put out a few of his things that consisted of a small sleeping bag, a lava lamp, and a picture frame with someone's picture within it. He carefully set the picture on a cabinet near the window that's where he decided to place the small sleeping bag... That was until he found a mattress or whatnot for himself but he was unsure of how long he would stay there to begin with. "Well... Fayina... It isn't too shabby and seems to be the right size for myself. I am unsure of how that old fool could ever live here comfortably... Given his... Claustrophobia." He said quietly to himself though his eyes were concentrated on that picture, it had been years since he had seen his beloved Fayina and he was beginning to lose hope at this rate.
Hell, he could even remember Stark trying to set Ross up on blind dates a year ago before the canine decided that it wasnt working out the way he intended it to and that relationships were a bunch of bologna. Even if the mutt had said that, Ross could see a faint sadness in those brown eyes of his colleague yet he never pried deciding to simply humor the old man and jokingly agree with a chuckle. Ross did not believe that having a romantic relationship or commitment to someone was bologna nor would he mind it. Unfortunately, his heart still desired the set hound within the picture frame. His radiant princess he had called her lovingly once upon a time. Now... Well now, she was gone.
Fayina was gone, Rox was gone, and the group he was supposed to lead one day... He left them behind in search for his sister and lover. It was a shot in the dark but frankly, he thought he was a bit happier than he was now. The thought of being tied down with responsibilities of a group sounded stressful and he had been capable, he was not open to it during that time... Especially when those closest to him suddenly disappeared without much of a word. He blinked his eyes a few times not realizing that he had been staring at the picture of Fayina the entire time, his small frown turning into a sad smile. "Wherever you are, I hope you know that I love you dearly." There was a pause before he added with a light dip of his cranium "My radiant princess."
Ross noticed that there was a coffee machine and decided that he would prepare a bit of coffee for himself, his short tail wiggling in a bit of excitement. He made sure that it still had some power only to add some water before turning it on, he sat back leaning against his suitcase. "Maybe I should close my eyes for a moment then... then introduce myself to the neighbors..." He mused to himself as he pulled the glasses off from his face and rubbed at his eyes that were beginning to droop with exhaustion, he closed them only to find himself dozing off with the door completely open. The sound of the coffee machine churning making him even sleepier. Just a quick nap after that long journey, Ross thought humming quietly to himself.