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Post by Uta Durandal on Aug 1, 2015 18:47:29 GMT
Inconspicuous is not a word that would describe this male. Not with the way he walked and held himself high on the podium. But his pelt was another thing. One that was the shadows, themselves, the new moon on a night with no clouds, the ocean's own abysses. Red were his eyes however, red like the blood that leaks from open wounds. And black were his sclera, matching his pelt. Glittering in this sun that overbore that desert, silver masses on his ears sat, shining, sparkling, catching the sight of any who pass by him. Uta settled down on the barren landscape, where the scent of a few animals' piss stagnated the air with their raunchy scent. He kept himself back from the place, staring ahead of him for any signs that someone would around the place he was. | THE DANGER IS I'M DANGEROUS AND I MIGHT JUST TEAR YOU APART |
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Post by Sylmae Winzor on Aug 1, 2015 18:59:50 GMT
Sylmae Winzor "Uta? Is that you?" Sylmae asked as she padded up, her head tipping to the side as she twitched one perfectly rounded ear absently as she moved towards the male quietly. Her three foot long tail swished around behind her absently as she went, her eyes bright. Was he going to be joining them? Well, if he did, it would start feeling a little more like home, then, wouldn't it? She hoped so.
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Post by Uta Durandal on Aug 2, 2015 17:51:46 GMT
Oh, it was his dearest Sylmae that had answered his silent calls for someone to come along and find him sitting there. It was quite a pleasure to him to see that she was there to greet them, but what about the others that lived there? Scarlett? Zephyra? Would they be living there as well or had they moved on to some place else after the disastrous events that took place? Swishing his tail over his paws, the Maine Coon's beady eyes shifted toward Sylmae when she approached and greeted him. He dipped his head toward her, pleased to see that she had recognized him as returning back to the Badlands. Perhaps many others he had once known would still be here, but that was something he would have to find out later. "So, you remember me after so long?" he inquired, tilting his head just a bit to the right as he waited for an answer. | THE DANGER IS I'M DANGEROUS AND I MIGHT JUST TEAR YOU APART |
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Post by Sylmae Winzor on Aug 2, 2015 19:19:48 GMT
Sylmae Winzor "Of course I do, Uta. Do you really think that I would forget you? It's seriously hard to forget someone as interesting as yourself." She said lightly and bowed her head kindly towards the male. "Are you here to join us again, because I know for a fact that we would be happy to have you here again." She said lightly and smiled brightly.
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