soft sounds for a quiet night || open, intro

perfection is found.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

Serendipity's head snapped towards the sound of the rustling bush, her heart pounding even faster if that was even possible. Her pupils narrowed into slits as she stared at the bush, waiting for something, anything to pop out. And finally something came forth, a paw that was holding fire and soon a body came with it. Serendipity stared at the other, taking in her appearance but not shying away from it. She was more curious by the other than anything, wondering what had caused the scaring.

The hoarse voice is what startled her out of her thoughts, head shaking slightly to rid herself of the remaining thoughts that were being pests. "A-Ah hello there," she said anxiously. "You r-really shouldn't startle people, it's not nice," she said softly, head lowering to her paws. "Sorry that was rude of me."

in accepting your imperfections.
the band of arrick. -- cheetah.

credit @/teef