08-19-2018, 01:48 AM
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Being a kid was boring. She yearned for the livelihood her older clanmates led, preferably that of the Grim Rays. Everything about the division entranced Sylvina with the utmost wonder - pillaging, looting, defending the island .. Warfare was calling the eager kitten's name. Granted, she had never witnessed a single battle within the four months of her life, therefor wavered by whatever horrors that had yet to express themselves upon her, and yet she still couldn't stop herself from counting down the days she'd become a Beta. Who would mentor her? Would she get to go on raids right away? It was all so new and so exciting.
As an aspiring soldier for the Typhoon she aimed to pleased whomever was to take her on under the wing for training later on. Sylvina had dragged a large fallen jungle leaf with multiple coconuts on top over to the front of submarine where the majority of her family inhabited. The ebony kitten would quickly move about to place the rotund fruits on top of each other to form a short pillar. With a swift kick she'd shoo the leaf out of the way to position herself in front of the coconuts, rump in the air with olive eyes narrowing upon the target. With a quick leap she'd headbutt the inanimate opponent, her body instantly falling over atop the tumbling coconuts.
Well, that didn't work that well.
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Being a kid was boring. She yearned for the livelihood her older clanmates led, preferably that of the Grim Rays. Everything about the division entranced Sylvina with the utmost wonder - pillaging, looting, defending the island .. Warfare was calling the eager kitten's name. Granted, she had never witnessed a single battle within the four months of her life, therefor wavered by whatever horrors that had yet to express themselves upon her, and yet she still couldn't stop herself from counting down the days she'd become a Beta. Who would mentor her? Would she get to go on raids right away? It was all so new and so exciting.
As an aspiring soldier for the Typhoon she aimed to pleased whomever was to take her on under the wing for training later on. Sylvina had dragged a large fallen jungle leaf with multiple coconuts on top over to the front of submarine where the majority of her family inhabited. The ebony kitten would quickly move about to place the rotund fruits on top of each other to form a short pillar. With a swift kick she'd shoo the leaf out of the way to position herself in front of the coconuts, rump in the air with olive eyes narrowing upon the target. With a quick leap she'd headbutt the inanimate opponent, her body instantly falling over atop the tumbling coconuts.
Well, that didn't work that well.
[member=66]PINCHER[/member]
YOU SINK YOUR TEETH INTO THE PEOPLE YOU DEPEND ON;
INFECTING EVERYONE, YOU'RE QUITE THE PROBLEM !
sylvina roux-cipher — the typhoon — minnow — bengal cat — information