the sands of time

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First we gonna rock, then we gonna roll -

were was he moving to? his paws guided him to the same meadow where he met that lion. the vampire with family issues? they had a few drinks and met a lost of others. so, why not see if he could meet up with the lion again?

wade actually liked this little tavern in the loner lands. empty usually, but sometimes it was filled with travelers that just wanted to hang out. it was a good place to get tasks from others and to make friends. every trip here he met new faces. some liked him, others not so much.

today he took his drink to the yard and settled on a blanket under a tree.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

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Of forgotten kindness and ruined spirits -

the moth winged cat flew over to the tree above wade. landing on the branch and offering a chirp like noise in turn. loud and jarring in nature, but friendly in tone. she would tilt her head to watch the creature under her. a maned wolf, if she remembered right. she knew that they were a rare breed and were important.

she cared about all creatures and took a lot of time to study each one. she was doing so now. simply watching the beast under her.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

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And friends just can't be found -

following her as he often did, he landed on the roof and remained silent for now. eyes locked on the female as she watched a maned wolf. to him, the beasts of this world were destroying the things he loved. he could care less about them and simply let them be. mainly because he was not up to fighting her.

she was tough, despite being smaller than him. he knew she would fight hard and violently to defend the beasts of this world. he might try her later, but he was curious as to what she was doing. interacting with the mortals.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

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Valhalla calling me -

following wade was, in most cases, not smart. the pup ran after her father on her spindly legs. trotting after the other awkwardly. stopping next to him and looking up at the moth winged felines watching them. curious, despite the fear deep down. she would sit and tilt her head.

dad, what are they? she asked with a calm voice. deep down she wanted to crawl into his fur until they stopped watching them. yet, she did not do so. not yet, anyways.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

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My head is always spinning -

wade. his voice was pleased in tone as he strolled outside with his drink. he had watched wade wander through and decided to join him. perhaps he could talk to the male about sakura. they were the lions favorite subject as of late. ears flicking as he moved to settled in. eyes falling on the kid and then looking up to the strange cats on the branches and roof above.

no telling what they are. wild looking things, though. he mused as he let a small snort escape him.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]

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This ain't no place for no better man -

they stayed inside. eyes on their brother through a window. not drinking, despite having wine before them. blood was here to spy on night. to find a weakness. nothing more or less. they would listen in as words passed about. wade and some kid. both night seemed to know. blood noted this and simply watched them. waiting.

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[sub][W]isker[/sub]