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Tyberius


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07-18-2013, 11:05 PM


TYBERIUS.



Ever since his arrival in the North, Tyberius had detested the geysers. He hadn't known at first what they were, and when the steaming water came rushing out, he was understandably frightened. His lip curled slightly at the memory: the noise the water made, the yelp he made in return. How he trotted away with his tail between his legs, watching from the snowy bushes. Luckily for his pride, he had been alone during that episode. Tyberius was embarrassed at the thought that he had run scared but it was better than some bitch watching him barely catch a rabbit. For a moment, he wondered what had happened to the old woman. It was like she had vanished before his eyes. He'd been talking to her and had averted his eyes just for a second. When he looked back, she was gone. He couldn't even do that, although it could have come in handy for his sneaky deceptive ways.



The snow was cold on his paw pads as he limped across the field of geysers. The East was far different from the North, much warmer, but he preferred the cold. There was less of a chance of running into anyone, less of a chance he'd have to communicate with imbeciles.



Tyberius would never have noticed the cat if he hadn't caught her scent. It was strong and very obviously something he'd never smelled before. As far as he knew, it wasn't prey, it wasn't a wolf, and it wasn't a bear. It intrigued him and he began padding toward the source. There was a bit of fear in his heart; he wasn't completely stupid. Meeting some new creature in the middle of nowhere with no backup wasn't the most ideal condition. After his loss in the sparring match with that cream-colored wolf, he wasn't sure of himself at all anymore.



When the leopard came into view, his mouth dropped open a little. He would appear to be panting to any other beast but in truth, he was shocked by the creature before him. Tyberius had no idea what it was and was afraid of its size. "What are you?" he asked bluntly. Skip the who, go straight to the what.



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