09-19-2019, 11:37 PM
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A s t r o p h i l e . n.
Content, the wildcat tailed his new friend quietly through the town. Curiously, his eyes lingered on the buildings, memorizing the picture of Tanglewood night life. Just as among his kingdom, nothing ever truly went to sleep. Someone, somewhere always lingered into the night. Deep within the caverns of his home, he represented that someone on many occasions.
His brow creases thoughtfully as he fell into halts at her side, head tilting in concern. Four moons away brought unforeseen consequences he supposed, deciding to remain quietly her guide-ee. His patience won out in the end, as she led them to the expanse of sand and water. "I say the view's worth losing Sagittarius," he muttered.
A traveler like his sister, Torren knew many wonders of the world, though he knew he had more to see. Oceans often came as surprises however, the end of every great landmass. Mother and Kiia would love this. The thought seemed to ease the breath out of his lungs, eyes softening as he turned to the arctic fox choosing a place to sit. Her light fur seemed angelic under starlight; another observation kept to himself. A beautiful, quiet soul.
Who loved books and the stars. The prince hoped he found a good friend tonight, taking a seat beside her in the sand. Neatly, his tail rested over his paws as he lifted his head, following the ocean to the sky. 'Do you know all of the constellations? "Heavens no, though I believe I may be close."
"Actually, I studied their stories." He shuffled his paws, chuckling softly. "Many of them are sad, really. Tales of the unfortunate transformed into stars by the gods." But life is hardly sunshine and rainbows. The tip of his tail twitched as he glanced down at the sand. "But I— Ah have a feeling you could name every star," he teased, whiskers twitching.
Content, the wildcat tailed his new friend quietly through the town. Curiously, his eyes lingered on the buildings, memorizing the picture of Tanglewood night life. Just as among his kingdom, nothing ever truly went to sleep. Someone, somewhere always lingered into the night. Deep within the caverns of his home, he represented that someone on many occasions.
His brow creases thoughtfully as he fell into halts at her side, head tilting in concern. Four moons away brought unforeseen consequences he supposed, deciding to remain quietly her guide-ee. His patience won out in the end, as she led them to the expanse of sand and water. "I say the view's worth losing Sagittarius," he muttered.
A traveler like his sister, Torren knew many wonders of the world, though he knew he had more to see. Oceans often came as surprises however, the end of every great landmass. Mother and Kiia would love this. The thought seemed to ease the breath out of his lungs, eyes softening as he turned to the arctic fox choosing a place to sit. Her light fur seemed angelic under starlight; another observation kept to himself. A beautiful, quiet soul.
Who loved books and the stars. The prince hoped he found a good friend tonight, taking a seat beside her in the sand. Neatly, his tail rested over his paws as he lifted his head, following the ocean to the sky. 'Do you know all of the constellations? "Heavens no, though I believe I may be close."
"Actually, I studied their stories." He shuffled his paws, chuckling softly. "Many of them are sad, really. Tales of the unfortunate transformed into stars by the gods." But life is hardly sunshine and rainbows. The tip of his tail twitched as he glanced down at the sand. "But I— Ah have a feeling you could name every star," he teased, whiskers twitching.