Hold on Darlin'
09-29-2015, 08:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-29-2015, 08:33 PM by Nagendra.)
Wrote this assuming Valentine would be rapping Sluttypaws with a ruler
Oh for shame. He really did lament the fact that Valentine had staked his claim to the fullest on Rhythm (not the children, so much, but the possession). She was so pretty, and so pleasant to be around. But, he supposed, you snooze (or disappear, in this case), you lose. Of course, he hadn’t quite come to terms with it. It was in his nature to want.
He wasn’t sure where to go from there. He hadn’t seen Rhythm yet, although no doubt she was busy with the children, if they’d been born yet. Knowing Nagendra’s… inclination towards Rhythm, would Valentine be upset to see him speaking with her? He hoped not. That would truly be a shame. He figured that he’d try his luck; Rhythm had been his first friend here, and he very much wanted to see how she was doing. So it was with mild uncertainty that he sought out Rhythm’s scent. It led him to her den [Buffalo Knolls], which was saturated with the smell of new life.
He waited for a while several yards from it, debating. What if she was asleep, and he woke her up? Oh, he wouldn’t want that. More so, what if he woke sleeping babies? That would be even more of a crime. Or what if he surprised her, in a bad way? A soft “hm” left his lips as he sat down and frowned, pondering with indecision gnawing at his thoughts.
He wasn’t sure where to go from there. He hadn’t seen Rhythm yet, although no doubt she was busy with the children, if they’d been born yet. Knowing Nagendra’s… inclination towards Rhythm, would Valentine be upset to see him speaking with her? He hoped not. That would truly be a shame. He figured that he’d try his luck; Rhythm had been his first friend here, and he very much wanted to see how she was doing. So it was with mild uncertainty that he sought out Rhythm’s scent. It led him to her den [Buffalo Knolls], which was saturated with the smell of new life.
He waited for a while several yards from it, debating. What if she was asleep, and he woke her up? Oh, he wouldn’t want that. More so, what if he woke sleeping babies? That would be even more of a crime. Or what if he surprised her, in a bad way? A soft “hm” left his lips as he sat down and frowned, pondering with indecision gnawing at his thoughts.