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Cathaoir

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
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0
size
Extra large
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10-13-2015, 07:27 AM (This post was last modified: 11-02-2015, 12:25 PM by Evelyn.)

If looks could speak words, those big blue eyes would tell him epic stories. Like the one that Starling shared while he slept beside his friend, shortly after saving his life. Those sparkling eyes, he felt like he could just swim in them. Shuffling his weight from limb to limb, he searched that gaze for anything that may tell him of the fear that Starling felt towards him, but there was nothing. No hatred, nothing that told him that the brown and white boy was afraid of him. His head hung a tad bit lower in relief, his ears pulling forward as the Italian words dripped like honey from his lips. Head tilted ever so slightly, a need to understand that language growing deep within his belly. He didn't know what this was, why he felt so attached to... well pretty much a stranger. This would be their third meeting, but he already felt like he was his closest friend. But how? Cathaoir didn't understand these strong emotions, they made him uncomfortable, and he had no name for them. No explanation for his reaction to this yearling, not yet. Love was not in his vocabulary, nor did he fully understand the emotion. It scared him. It felt similar to what he felt towards his parents and his siblings, but oh so different. Clearing his throat he tried to focus on Starling, but he too found that his gaze faltered and he looked towards his left.

It wasn't long before Star spoke again, in words that he understood this time. They were not words of dismissal or hate, of regret or goodbyes. No, just his kind sediments that he was glad his bird could find him, and hoping that he had not been busy. Cath's gaze grazed over his face, splendid blue eyes oh so wide. Cathaoir could write stories on the colours of those eyes. "No. Just... exploring." he rumbled in his deep baritone. Minty eyes picked up every subtle movement from his friend, and he could see him shifting around as he looked at his paws. He had taken a few steps forward but had hesitated, and Cathaoir rumbled out a laugh. Closing the distant between them he brushed his taller chest against his darker one, his neck lowering further to wrap around Star's. "Hi." he muttered.



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