Haunting Hums
Group Seasonal (Irving)
10-25-2023, 02:54 PM
Irving was not a cat of... socializing. He preferred to be by his lonesome, but deep down, he was just terrible at it. The words that came out of his mouth always seemed to never sound right and he found himself insulting more than complimenting. Simply put, he needed work. Something at the back of his mind told him to work on it because he had enjoyed his time with Birna. Maybe if he spent more time around cats, he would find himself wanting to socialize more. But then again... being able to go wherever he wanted when he wanted was really nice. Unable to make up his mind, Irving made his way toward the east of Boreas. Rather leisurely, he really was trying to avoid company and bad weather. The river he typically enjoyed was overflowing and full of mud. Out here toward the east, it wasn't so terrible. Especially here in this thicket, he had found. Though the thorns were rather nasty and snagging on his beautiful coat, he continued on his hunt for something to eat. Preoccupied, he was only slightly disgruntled when he heard someone humming nearby. Stopping in his tracks with his tail twitching, he peers through the shadows of the thicket. There, not far off, he sees the large man. A brow raises as he slinks through the underbrush. Keeping his body low to the ground, Irving moves until he is facing the man. Taking a few seconds to gather whatever dumb courage he had, Irving breaks from the shadows and comes to sit in front of the man with his tail curling around his legs. "Ya go' a nice tone 'bout ya," he says with his thick southern accent that most probably can't understand. |
wc: 291= 484/1500
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