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Post by Deleted on Jun 27, 2014 23:55:25 GMT -6
I sighed heavily as I crept from my little sleeping chamber, a tattered up fern with thick foliage and a small dead spot in the center. It wasn't much of anything, but it had enough room for my nightly thrashing. I looked about nervously before trotting towards the main structure of the tribe. I was focusing myself onto where Ragabash would be, not that I'd pleasure being near the ashy nightmare-scented cat, but it was elated to my status and I had little to no choice on this aspect dealing with my hole of a life.
Reaching my destination, I poked my head in with eyes glancing around warily. "Hello?" I asked, voice small and fearful.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2014 0:20:49 GMT -6
I spotted him and immediately shrunk down, making myself look like a minor. Eh, too late for that. I gulped and shuffled my feet slightly, trying to find the right words to respond with. I wasn't the best at speaking, or if were were going to be truthful here, existing. Wow, great self up-vote.
Giving shy flick of my tail I tried to smile. "I, um. Hello. I'm doing the same as usual, a mess. Uh, yes. Hal is correct," I meowed, tapping my foot lightly on the ground as I imagined a conversation. I came to talk about how to well, not kill the whole tribe within my first day of being shaman. Well, it'd be as fun as hell. So, pretty fun. As long as flames weren't involved. Icy hell? Possibly. "So, uh. To be blunt. I need to know how to not poison everyone. Could you, ah, help me?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2014 0:57:05 GMT -6
I pressed my lips together in a thin line, body squirming nervously as I tried to opt myself to not respond to hopefully something that was a compliment. I looked away, hoping I made no noises. I bit onto my tongue, trying to steady myself. All I got was a bleeding mouth. I gave a little mental sight, mentally being were most of my activities would take place. I mentally wanted to scrub Ragabash down to rid the tomcat of the horrendous smell of ashes. Ha, but imagine that scene with a close eye and some nice thoughts.
"Okay, so that's why the birds tasted... odd. I'll keep it in mind not to lure in birds with those," I meowed, mentally cursing. Well there go some tribe kitties. "I, u-um, sorry to bother you then."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2014 1:30:39 GMT -6
Caught in a storm of thought, I was lost in my own world of what I wished I had the willpower to do. I wished that I could have the physical power to be seen as macho, but I would grow wings and fly around Ragabash's head in circles before that day were to come. I sighed, being small matched my personality though. Whatever supernatural beast was above definitely knew that my mindset would never change. I blinked, almost like I was awaking from sleep, to see Ragabash walk towards me. Had I done something while in a haze?
I felt a soft tail graze across my flank and I looked over at the tomcat with wide eyes. What was he doing? A strong scent of pine enveloped me, dragging away at my sense. The underlying tones of ash were still there. I mean, Ragabash wasn't a bad guy, but the ash was something that circled me ominously. I looked away, not refusing the comforting words, but not taking them easily either. "I'm sorry, but are you sure I'm not a hindrance to you?"
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2014 2:00:44 GMT -6
I raised a set of fictional brows, I expected more to visit Ragabash, one way or another for more diverse purposes than herb questions. Yeah, definitely more diverse. The scent of ash was lacing through me, tugging painfully at my body as I tried to resist the urge to push Ragabash away. Who knows how I would be scolded for pushing away the kindness of the leader. I gulped down my fears as much as I could, earning myself a tummy full of unsettling thoughts and held back tears. Dang, what a great breakfast. I looked up at the tomcat once more, his words light to my ears. I almost could smile at such friendly banter. I let a weak smile coerce itself onto my lips.
I paused as I felt eyes bear down on me, I felt like I was being examined like a piece of meat. Surprise, surprise. I mean, I was in the den of the lion. I looked down, and pulled up a small paw to lightly push against Ragabash's leg. "T-the ash. It hurts."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2014 22:20:23 GMT -6
I blinked in surprise as something was actually done about my discomfort. The kindness was like a breeze on a hot and humid day. I swallowed down any words I had storming and watched as Ragabash left to go jump in a pool of water. I was completely flustered, brain fogged with embarrassment for making a leader of a tribe do such a thing for a worthless cat as myself. Great job, you've already understated the leader of your current home and you pushed him. Wow, just. Wow. I blinked with frustration at the kindness I was receiving and how unusual it felt to have someone give a thought over your feelings.
I wouldn't mind staying here to live with the extremely gentle tomcat, but I personally thought that I'd be quite the little bug flying around his head. I shuffled my feet and looked around with a nerve-wrecking glint in my eyes. I looked over to see the return of Ragabash. I gave a weak smile and tilted my head slightly. "Ah, um, that smells really good." I even dared myself to bend forwards and stick my little nose towards his fur. I hummed at the lovely scent, inhaling deeply.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2014 1:12:26 GMT -6
I realized what I was doing and brought myself to a stop, my ears flattened. I tipped my head down like a scolded kitten. I took a ragged breath and curled my tail around my paws, trying to find any action to get my mind away from the scent of flowers. "Ah, sounds quite interesting," I murmured, voice small in comparison. My eyes were widened slightly in confusion as he mentioned my little "sniffing" wasn't pestering him. I gave a small and gracious smile. I honestly didn't know what to do with all the generosity, it was flustering, embarrassing, and just completely hard to accept for me. I wiggled a bit, feeling like a pampered little prince. Oh, trust me, it was quite nice and I was enjoying it, but I felt like I was the one who should be doing the pampering.
I was smiling to myself quietly when I felt the light stroke of a tugging tongue across the top of my head. Surprise flitted across my face, leading me to look up to Ragabash with confusion. The question knocked me before I could say anything. "I, uh, I'm two and a half years old. I'm really not that young, huh?" I gave a small, shy laugh.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2014 22:20:31 GMT -6
A person observing from the sidelines could possibly say that it looked like I wanted these compliments. I wanted to drown in the beauty of it all, this surreal happening. Being treated like being afraid of more things that usual wasn't a totally ad thing. I felt so protected and calm to the point as to were I'd like to freak out and try to give all the overly kind gestures back to the tomcat tenfold. The sweetness in the air was a beautiful kind of dense air that would be pleasant to choke on. The next compliment on the compliment train came and I turned away, paws shuffling, ears down, trying to not accept the niceness. "I, um, thank you, Ragabash," I meowed, trying to find a way to show my gratitude in a miserable attempt of speaking.
I blinked when he spoke his age, I took a moment to take in a full analysis of the cat's body. He didn't look too old, rather young. "Ah, um. Sorry, but you really don't look very, um, old."
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