YOU'RE NO JESUS CHRIST // open, relaxing

AESIOR OPHELES

✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go

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Latest to the selection of bodies close to the waterfall was the quiet moving form of silver tomcat, his paws light and airy as he stepped across ground. He wasn't focused on the group of bodies, his ears were twitching and rotating as he moved past. He then paused at the sharp tones, recognizing the scents. He would exhale quietly, looking towards the group. The younger members certainly had sharp tongues to care for themselves with - something they would need in interactions with Cleopatra.

He didn't walk any closer, or at least he didn't want to. His throat was parched and he hadn't brought any water with him. Flicking his ears and tail, he approached and settled at a low bank close to the water before drinking. The water was cold but it felt good on his tongue and throat. Wiping the droplets away with a paw as he sat up, turning his gaze away and to the sky before closing his eyes. He should leave but the damn water was so refreshing.

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✯ — MALE. THE GOLDEN EYE. MEDIUM DIFFICULTY. REF. LANGUAGE GUIDE. — ✯

#psychosocial.