05-01-2022, 12:59 AM
NEW TAB: sherbet - male - feline - tags - typhoon
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Sherbet's ears had a very interesting moment of being undecided between flattening and staying erect as he jolted from his son pouncing on him. Wiping his sour expression off his face (making sure he didn't appear hungover), the tabby gingerly grinned at the younger, his head aching, "Hey, biscuit."
Tail swishing closer to brush the tail tip against Keokie's nose, "You gave me a right scare," he gave a rusty purr, "and you already are shaping up to be a fine hunter!" Sherbet playfully cuffed his son, fighting back a wince, "Why don't you sit and tell me about your day, and your hunt?"
The rainbow sherbet tabby was determined to try his best to he a good father. His siblings and his parents died early on, and anyone could tell the litter struggled considering one is unaccounted for, one he thinks is actually doing way better (and he's so proud of her), and there's Sherbet. The washed up, weed smoker, who makes blueprints and helps construction. His skills are not needed very much, he personally mourns. He has so many schematics, and so much passion, but the divide between what's needed and what's not is so big. There's a crushing amount of him wondering if he'll ever amount to anything.
He's given up smoking until his children are grown, he's keeping an open mind (he did before, and he definitely will for his kids), he's paying attention to his kids, he's giving them a living father, he re-learned how to hunt in the jungle and braves the sand to catch fish.
He'd do anything for his kits.
He'd do anything for them.
Tail swishing closer to brush the tail tip against Keokie's nose, "You gave me a right scare," he gave a rusty purr, "and you already are shaping up to be a fine hunter!" Sherbet playfully cuffed his son, fighting back a wince, "Why don't you sit and tell me about your day, and your hunt?"
The rainbow sherbet tabby was determined to try his best to he a good father. His siblings and his parents died early on, and anyone could tell the litter struggled considering one is unaccounted for, one he thinks is actually doing way better (and he's so proud of her), and there's Sherbet. The washed up, weed smoker, who makes blueprints and helps construction. His skills are not needed very much, he personally mourns. He has so many schematics, and so much passion, but the divide between what's needed and what's not is so big. There's a crushing amount of him wondering if he'll ever amount to anything.
He's given up smoking until his children are grown, he's keeping an open mind (he did before, and he definitely will for his kids), he's paying attention to his kids, he's giving them a living father, he re-learned how to hunt in the jungle and braves the sand to catch fish.
He'd do anything for his kits.
He'd do anything for them.
SHERBET MINT Flóki!
male ★ rainbow sherbet tabby ★ architect ★ typhoon ★ tags ★ ice cream lad