Everything around her was so much bigger than she was. The trees, the creatures of Boreas, Oscar… and though he and Nugget had been kind to her, Sucre found herself yearning for feline company. Someone more her size to tackle this big world with. She walked under a tree, green gaze turning up to the canopy above. She could hear birds in the branches, though she wasn’t fond of the idea of hurting them. It felt like a cruelty to Nugget, and Sucre had taken quite the liking to him! Instead she was following the trail of a squirrel.
They were fast creatures… and she hadn’t mastered catching them yet. If it started to climb one of the trees she was just going to have to let it go. Her whiskers twitched, the scent of someone else invading her nose. It smelled feline but… not like her. Uncertain and still wary of other predators, Sucre made a beeline for the roots of a tree and wiggled herself underneath them into the small dip beneath the tree. Widened green eyes would flick back out to the forest. Maybe if she was quiet… it would just walk by…
"Speech,"'Thought.'
.Mental health (particularly depression and anxiety) is extremely bad. Currently unable to handle IC conflict or conflict between characters, pack related or individual. I am struggling to post even simple things and will not be able to continue with thread if approached. Sorry for the inconvenience but I just can't right now.
