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Truthfully, the petite kodkod preferred her books to... Most anything. Especially talking. While she had said hello a few times, even greeted a face at the border, Summer slipped into the background on instinct. Perfectly fine with keeping to herself and catching the news from the marketplace every once and a while. Better than getting too involved.
As her namesake season approached, the paleblood grew more and more at ease with the new home she and Westley had chosen. Sitting out along the edge of the jungle, letting the sun sink into her fur before it dipped below the horizon, bleeding the sky red. She had no idea how Jack ended up here, but she... Well, she was bound to eventually.
Craving a bit more heat the small wildcat began gathering wood. Tugging fallen branches and twigs. Until she felt she had enough kindling. Huffing out smoke through her nose in restless energy. Meticulously examining the pile before truly letting go. A soft but hot breath of flame.
Sea-colored hues gleamed as the wood caught and the fire grew. Crackling and popping and dancing in the cool air of the night. Summer smiled and sat back a safe distance before pulling her copy of the Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe out of her satchel.
[/td][/tr][/table]As her namesake season approached, the paleblood grew more and more at ease with the new home she and Westley had chosen. Sitting out along the edge of the jungle, letting the sun sink into her fur before it dipped below the horizon, bleeding the sky red. She had no idea how Jack ended up here, but she... Well, she was bound to eventually.
Craving a bit more heat the small wildcat began gathering wood. Tugging fallen branches and twigs. Until she felt she had enough kindling. Huffing out smoke through her nose in restless energy. Meticulously examining the pile before truly letting go. A soft but hot breath of flame.
Sea-colored hues gleamed as the wood caught and the fire grew. Crackling and popping and dancing in the cool air of the night. Summer smiled and sat back a safe distance before pulling her copy of the Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe out of her satchel.
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