[casual] The Cat Kingdom!

the cat returns, but there's more!

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July 15, 2017 10:01pm
...the cat kingdom! From The Cat Returns. A casual, lighthearted roleplay that's just supposed to be fun. We have anime schools, wizardry, cafes, cute cats with fancy clothes... also, please note, twiggy is co-hosting this! :3

The Cat Kingdom is built around the edges of the five pawprint lakes.

The Cat Kingdom is a happy place of townhouses and plants, plazas and stones and bricks, warm and majestic and inviting.
There are little boutiques, cafes, artists, wizardry, festive parades and glamorous balls… but not just for cats!

The bustling and happy society of cats, and its prince, Lune, have been nestled safely as its own unfindable corner of the world. Protected by magic and barriers, normally only those (formally or without communication) invited to The Cat Kingdom could ever find it, or be led to it.
Cats may, as though trying to remember an important old dream of theirs, simply find themselves navigating to The Cat Kingdom. Humans are very, very rare in the Cat Kingdom, normally only invited after doing something wonderful for The Cat Kingdom. Humans can even be turned into cats!

As you can see, there is also a human here! They are looking at the wonderful Cat Kingdom with their friend!

Here are some houses!

Here is a picture of someone's home!

Here is a picture someone took of Prince Lune’s face.

Yet, even within The so-called Cat Kingdom, many, many other animals exist anyway!
Visiting as guests, welcomed to a refuge, free-travellers passing by to share news, settling in hotels, attending grand parties, and just non-cat resident… may find themselves there. The Cat Kingdom is known to animals, as other societies are known to The Cat Kingdom.

And outside - there are the rabbits in the Rabbit Networks and Kingdom, there are birds, free and with a voluntary half-society, settling in many places at whim, mice that build tiny homes from forest tree trunks to human structures, foxes in grotto homes or urban society, chipmunks just curious about the world around them...

Wherever you may be, whatever you may be - in the Cat Kingdom, in the human societies, or anywhere else unclaimed and secret… what adventures may be set upon? Who will you meet? What will you do?

Here is the sign-up form! Have fun!

Gender or pronouns:
Age: (in human years as a scale of maturity :’D)
History: (if you’re already in a non-human society, don’t forget to tell why! It’s okay to keep this short!)
These lovely little Chao were created By Coolio~ ^^ ...Well, go ahead and pet them c:

Step a little to the left. No wait, the right. Jump! Punch! Spin 'round and round! Now you're dancin' ;D
July 15, 2017 10:03pm
Here are my forms! I can't edit my original post, but this is okay!

Name: Ciel
Gender: female
Species: Human
Age (in human years): 17
Appearance: she is a human, with brownish skin, dark hair and brown eyes, and a gloomish, transient and angry persona
Wears a camel trenchcoat.
Occupation: janitor, herbal oils & magic store clerk, and student
Relations: parents that she pays rent with
History: A student in a high-rent area. She is easy to humiliate, and has mostly isolated herself to make her life less dramatic.


Name: Syuri
Gender: female
Species: cat
Age: 19
Appearance: Calico, well-groomed and a cutie pie. Green-blue eyes.
Occupation: seamstress and designer (fashion)
Relations: Family in another household in the Cat Kingdom
History: She’s Cat Kingdom native, but has visited the Outside World and didn’t enjoy the stay too well.
These lovely little Chao were created By Coolio~ ^^ ...Well, go ahead and pet them c:

Step a little to the left. No wait, the right. Jump! Punch! Spin 'round and round! Now you're dancin' ;D
July 16, 2017 11:38am
WHOOHOO!!! the time has come

name: spoon
gender: male
species: kittycat
age: 22
appearance: all white; a persian cat. Eyes in a beautiful blue
occupation: runs a store of beautiful things, to put it simply. Sells gemstones, vintage trinkets, things brought from the human world, scraps of pretty cloth without alternative purpose, etc.
relations: has cat friends in the human world from his time as a pet there, visits them occasionally. he is somewhat absentminded and can come off as blunt, so he has some difficulty keeping steady relationships.
history: was drawn to the cat kingdom from the human world after his previous household moved away and left him behind. he wasn't all that attached to them, though, so there were no tears shed. his biggest annoyance was keeping his fur clean in the wild until arriving at cat kingdom. a pretty chill guy.


name: Trifolium Breweri, after the common forest clover. nicknamed trif or brewy.
gender: female
species: eastern chipmunk
age: 15
appearance: chipmunky!! cute, small and lithe. Amber eyes with shadows. always eating but super cute about it so no one takes offense.
occupation: student - dreams of exploring the lands her mother and ancestors came from, beyond the cat kingdom, but knows that she is too young and vulnerable to go. and so, spends much time wandering the wooded lands nearby the borders of the kingdom. Sells gems and plants she gathers to local stores.
relations: lives with her mother and older brother. (feel free to set your char to either of those roles if chipmunks sound nice idc!!) friends with her cat neighbors, as they often bring her snacks for the pleasure of watching her munch away.
history: her mother moved to the safety of the cat kingdom to raise a family, and so trif was born here. knows its intricacies and paths as well as the kittens she grew up with.


name: Chantal
gender or pronouns: female
species: mouse
age: 18
appearance: a pedigree fancy mouse (I looked it up ok this is actually a type of mouse bred for being a pet but she is also just classy as heck) with sleek lilac fur and a white nose. perfectly pink paws, and perfectly black eyes. likes ribbons and frequents spoon's shop for scraps of fabric to adorn herself with.
occupation: show mouse
relations: lives with Syuri, they get along well enough and is always willing to give her opinions concerning the clothes Syuri handles, though never with ill will.
history: She's a haughty little thing who's risen through the ranks of the Cat Kingdom Mouse Shows, where cats gather to contest their mice partners against each other in terms of style, poise, and intellect.
July 17, 2017 9:04am
Name: Dille
Gender: female
Age: 14
Species: Mouse
Appearance: she is a small grey-brown mouse with dark brown-black eyes!
Occupation: none
Relations: her mother. Vying for independence, Dille's estranged to her and though they get along perfectly well, Dille's away if she can be without being irresponsible.
History: Dille was raised in a somewhat lonely settlement built by human presences, but as a child, she and her mother moved to several small animal settlements occasionally, and years ago traveled to the warm and large Cat Kingdom. Despite being here for a while,with her moving history, she feels transient to the environment, like a cold wind ready to move. She also does not display the exact cultures of the Cat Kingdom, and is less recipient to them.
These lovely little Chao were created By Coolio~ ^^ ...Well, go ahead and pet them c:

Step a little to the left. No wait, the right. Jump! Punch! Spin 'round and round! Now you're dancin' ;D
July 19, 2017 6:39pm
I know we have so many females, but here ;;;

Name: Bambi
Gender or pronouns: Female, but often is mistaken for being a male. She doesn’t really care, as she doesn’t see herself as overly female nor overly male.
Species: Bengal cat
Age: 25
Appearance: Bambi is a silver coated Bengal with bright green eyes. Has a Rapier at her side while she has a harp on the other side.
Occupation: Sword cat for hire / Soldier
Relations: Extremely close to Echo, dubs herself as Echo’s personal bodyguard.
History: Bambi is on a never ending journey to find her father, an Asian leopard cat. Due to his wild blood, he left her mother when she was younger, breaking her mother’s heart. Bambi swore to her she would follow him and bring him back to her.
Following the rumors from fellow cats that lived in her neighborhood, she discovered the Cat Kingdom.

Name: Echo
Gender or pronouns: Female
Species: Ragdoll cat
Age: 25
Appearance: Bright blue eyes, long white hair with dark brown markings on her face, legs, tail, and ears. She likes to wear clothes that she describes as ‘happy’, like flowy dresses, flowers, etc..
Occupation: Therapist
Relations: See Bambi
History: She has always lived in the cat kingdom. She was part of a huge family. She was an ordinary kitten, doing nothing special while her siblings did amazing things. Echo became overshadowed by her siblings, making her depressed and feeling like she was worthless.
Once she drew old enough she changed her name to Echo and started to work on being a therapist. She hopes to one day help many animals overcome their illnesses.
July 27, 2017 12:58am
name: sondheim
gender or pronouns: male
species: kestrel
age: 20
appearance: typical for his species, although a bit smaller. his shoulders, back, and the top of his beak are dusted with white feathers, like freckles. a tattered orange ribbon is tied securely around his left leg, riddled with holes and creases from being picked at previously. carries a small and black canvas satchel with shiny golden buckles. often covered in leaves or grass or flower petals.
occupation: he considers himself a delivery-boy but it's really just an excuse to pick up on whatever gossip is floating around or to visit friends. sondheim is not the most productive, but can always be seen toting a package or two. his somewhat intimidating appearance is off-putting, though.
relations: sondheim likes to advertise himself as a friend to all, but really doesn't hang around a set group unless he absolutely has to. his family is alive and well, hopefully, but he just doesn't know where they are and doesn't burden himself with things like that.
history: born near a human city. when he came of age, sondheim traveled to the cat kingdom because word had reached him of sunny skies and bustling towns. he is gentle and kind compared to those of his species, and doesn't consider traveling anywhere else, at least not for now.

July 27, 2017 1:20am
Might as well.

Name: Honey
Gender or pronouns: Him
Species: Wolfdoggy
Age: 16
Appearance: derp
Occupation: Student
Relations: Very few. He likes to keep to himself.
History: He snuck into the Cat Kingdom under bad circumstances in the surrounding kingdoms as a thief. He took upon someone else's identity and name (Honey isn't his real one lol), and now goes to school in the kingdom. He plans to lay low until he can return to his home.

August 24, 2017 1:24am
(i'm rusty, but I'll try to write something decent :3)
Bright morning sun saturates the walls, as Syuri lazes about in bed. It's a weekday, and it'll be time to open her shop, soon. Where did the weekend go?
Trying to forget about the worry, she focuses on the comfortable plush blankets and curls in closer to the shadowed wall. It's been only a small while since she opened up, and even with her family's advice on how to operate a shop, being so alone in it is frightening. Up until now, she's been getting ready, but... she should be almost fully functional by now. True, it's a small shop - she has herself to do most everything, and the idea of being so self-sufficient with a job you enjoy is pleasant, too.

Even despite trying to drift on the good mood of the early morning, of dreamy thoughts, she is somewhat anxious. All these scenarios and questions come to her, a dreariness that muddles her.
How would she greet customers? How would she mess up? What should she recommend, what fashions should she make, how would she continue to enjoy her work, how would she twiddle her thumbs?

In the Cat Kingdom, life is wonderful and sweet like fruit salad, but still she is worried and afraid of this and that.
Regardless, fashion is... beautiful, expressive and enjoyable. Syuri remembers this, and feeling better and happier, she slowly crawls through the covers and waddles off for breakfast.
Let's see! A good plan for now, just for now, is... to... have fun cooking Kitty Nibbles and Cookie Bread for breakfast, with some Catffeine, clean up a little bit, open up shop and display the clothes she made for the coming spring, add accessories and hats to their new stands, and go find Chantal for a photoshoot and some modelling, and, looking at the calendar... prepare for the upcoming Mouse Pedigree and Vegetable Growing Festivals, go out for some snacks at the local cafes, and just have fun!

Syuri folds the last of the new clothes she made, and goes to the entrance to turn over the open-closed sign, stretching happily in the bright morning sunlight that sparkles across the glass and bricks like amber seas, over plants and pavements. Across her is the cafe, just getting started for the day as well, umbrellas being moved outside, chairs too.
Cat Kingdom looks wonderful, today, Paw Plaza a little bit empty, but that will change soon, with the scents of sweets, and the bustling talking, and she feels excited for the day.
These lovely little Chao were created By Coolio~ ^^ ...Well, go ahead and pet them c:

Step a little to the left. No wait, the right. Jump! Punch! Spin 'round and round! Now you're dancin' ;D
August 28, 2017 3:05pm
((it's been SO LONG since I rped how do I..do this...))

Spoon fluffed his neck fur in the mirror, admiring the contrast between the colorful baubles in the background of his view and the clean white of his fur. He'd gotten up early today, and since there was plenty of time left to open his store, he closed the door carefully behind him and sauntered down the street to the cafe that sold his favorite catpuccinos. The streets are clean and, at this time of day, mostly empty. As he walks Spoon considers how to spend his workday; though they sometimes fall into repetitiveness he would, if asked, think quietly and answer that yes, he does like his work.

Arriving at the cafe, just finishing their opening preparations, Spoon orders his usual (with that catnip flavored cream he reserves as a special treat) and chooses a table outside in the path of the morning sun, facing the fashion boutique across the cobblestones. His delicate whiskers quiver as he sniffs the wonderful beverage, and with the warmth of a new day soaking into his fur, waits for the drink to cool.


Trif's breathing quickens as she wakes up, the hand-knit quilt encasing her in a lovely, irresistible shell of sleep and content. However school is starting in only a short while, and she must be on her way! Nosing out of the soft fabric, her big eyes blink once, twice, in the light of her circular window, and then turn away as tiny paws reach for solid flooring and stretch. She yawns, large and childlike, before snuffling her way to the small kitchen to see what was left of her large meal with friends from the night before. She chews through leftovers as she brushes her fur, but has to wait and swallow before she's able to slip the green and gold tie that serves as a uniform for Meow & Friends Academy over her neck. With her messenger bag secure over her shoulders and no less than 3 slices of toast in her mouth, Trif steps quietly to the door, hoping to let her mother and brother sleep in just a little longer, and scampers out onto the path. Chewing purposefully, Trif heads on to face the day.


Chantal sets a pot of Syuri's favorite Catffeine on the stove, knowing she'll come looking for some soon. The clouds far above are moving quickly today, and sent shadows shifting over her sleek fur. Humming quietly, the ribbon on her tail (white, today, to match the puffy clouds) sways in time with the song she had heard sung by the birds that came to visit for the season from their home cities in the high mountains and treetops. It was a pretty thing, though the songs she knew were of course always just a little more flowing and refined. Perhaps one day she'd stop to talk with one of the birds and offer a few pointers. Chantal kept good care of her voice, which was an integral part of any show mouse's presentation at shows. Warm milk with honey and herbal teas had yet to let her down, and Chantal remembered she had to go out to buy more of her preferred tea leaves from the outdoor market across Paw Plaza. She turned, flicking her tail away from the stove absentmindedly, and padded down the stairs of the home she and Syuri shared into the main shop to speak with her friend.
August 29, 2017 9:49pm
(oh boy lets do this)

Sondheim was content, perched comfortably in the crook of a tree branch. Soft sunlight and the faint smell of fresh leaves kept him in a serene and almost apathetic state, drifting in and out of sleep as the Cat Kingdom blossomed to morning life around him. A small black bag dangled near the bird, swaying gently in the wind as the increasing commotion lead to Sondheim blinking fully awake with a ruffle of feathers. The kestrel pulled a few loose leaves from his wings and slipped the bag around his shoulder before gliding down to the street below him, a few startled rodents scattering.

Choosing to walk instead of fly, Sondheim plodded to his preferred morning stop- a small cafe often frequented by cats, popular for its special catnip cream. Although he was a bird of prey and most kestrels chose to eat little rodents, Sondheim chose instead to eat mostly fish-based or cat created dishes, to spare the feelings of the mice and squirrels that occasionally made his acquaintance.

This morning, a snowy white cat was plodding towards a sunny table outside the cafe. Sondheim tipped a friendly wing to him before entering the cafe and treating himself to a beautifully made salmon-flavored roll.

August 30, 2017 1:02pm

As pearly clouds freed the sun from their grasp, Honey felt things around him shuffle. The light made his fur twinkle brighter than it's usual
pigment, and his fern-like eyes flickered as he rose into wake. Honey heard the solemn and calm meows that surrounded him, suggesting that he'd dozed off in front of the Cafe again. The amount of puns and hairballs made him uncomfortable, but underneath the semi-permeable umbrella that was firmly stuck in the middle of the creamy table, the cool breeze made him feel at ease, as if all of his worries were nonexistent. He stretched out his arms, feeling his bitter muscles creak and protest. He shook himself out, almost like an authentic domestic dog would execute, and slowly rose from the table. His ears flickering in curiosity, he peered inside the cafe. As he expected, felines and other creatures littered the premises. Honey bit hard on his ivory fangs. The feeling creeping up his spine was common- he hated anyone new. The way that the dog-cat relationship worked was making it even worse. If these felines didn't accept him like most did, he'd possibly be driven out of another section of the town.

Despite these possibilities, Honey tucked his hands into his hoodie pockets, strolling in as if he hadn't a care in the world. But that's quite the opposite. He let out a pained, nervous breath when he sat down. The air conditioning prickled over his coat, and his eyes seemed dazed from all the smells infiltrating his nose. He snuffled as quietly as possible, narrowing his gaze and skimming over the crowd that greeted him. The furry bodies and familiar smell of cats were all over the place. But was it possible he smelled a bird as well? Or was he just sensing a new dish? As expected, he was not served right away. Honey had patience, but every second inside the Cafe made him want to scream and scrabble back to the safety outside. Closed doors had never been his thing. They feel secretive, but to the point where every step can be calculated. Honey's senses had sharpened over time as he continued his career as a thief. Every little movement made him anxious, and he was sure the other customers noticed it too. He looked like he had lost the sanity that guides every creature. His thoughts traveled back to the days he had an actual home. His mother's crisp smile, his father's disapproving look when he pickpocketed his enemies...

It's a despicable act.

His father had always reminded him. But regardless it was the only was they could live. The poverty and discrimination in their homeland was far worse than any other kingdom. The Cat Kingdom seemed like heaven compared to the places he's had to run to. With each passing second, Honey sunk even further into his clothing, like a lost puppy in a warehouse district. He wondered if he'd ever be able to adjust. Probably not.

August 30, 2017 9:37pm
Name: kid
Gender or pronouns: male
Species: turkish angora
Age: nine ( and a half! ) years old
Appearance: a dilute calico, short and a bit chubby around the edges. he wears a predominately white tai chi uniform shirt and has a big fat cat bell secured around his neck. gray eyes, though theyre usually half lidded or completely closed ... he's a sleepy boy.
Occupation: er ... if 'neighborhood nuisance' is a choice, then he's that. he has a bit of a mischevious streak, though i suppose his heart is in an okay place.
Relations: no one really of importance -- his family lives in cat kingdom and he has a lot of brothers and sisters though!
History: he was born and ... that's really it honestly. doesn't do much, unless its pranking. people probably know of him just from that.

Name: toad
Gender or pronouns: female
Species: american bobtail
Age: 15 years old
Appearance: brown tabby, with faded undersides and paws. wears circular rimmed glasses, despite being a cat and not actually needing them. a school uniform jacket is loosely pulled over her shoulders. yellow eyes, and a stare thats intense and determined!
Occupation: a student -- sometimes she works part time as a janitor as an excuse to 'stare at the weird lady'
Relations: her parents. they greatly support her studies.
History: decided she was going to strive to be smart and work alongside someone important someday! she had a bit of an early start growing up as a result, and has a bit of a 'holier than thou' aura. really interested in non-cat species ... she hasn't seen them much.
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September 19, 2017 10:00am
On the outskirts of the Cat Kingdom sat a silver bengal onto of a hill. She gently plucked the white strings of her harp. The wind was gentle, carrying her music to the waking town below her. As she strummed she could see the blur shapes of animals stretching as they got out of their homes and other buildings.

Bambi was an early riser, always waking up before the sun. She would train with her rapier during these times, as these exercises always seemed to scare the townsfolk. They knew she had wild blood in her, causing her to easily lose her temper so she couldn’t blame them for mistrusting her.

She winced as she picked the string in the wrong area, creating a sharp tune. Her stomach had thrown her off her groove. The rumbles of stomach could be heard by the townsfolk, she bet.

Bambi rose to her paws, clipping the harp back into it’s place on her utility belt. “The cafe is probably opening soon..” She mumbled, watching as the sun was slowly starting to make it’s daily climb up the blue sky. Her heart started to bit a little faster at the thought of seeing her dear Echo, the Ragdoll would never pass up the chance of drinking coffee. “Hopefully she’s there today.”

She got on all fours as she started to sprint down the hill.

In a  matter of minutes her paws hit the pavement of the sidewalk. The cat rose to her paws, resting her paws on her head. She took in a couple of deep breaths before her breathing began to regulate.

“Exercising as always, Bambi~” Purred a Ragdoll that was sitting at one of the chairs that belonged to one of the local cafes. “Your music is lovely as always.” She told her friend as she pulled out her own seat.

“Ah, I was hoping you would hear it.” Bambi replied, smiling. “So, how is everything?”

“Its too early to tell. I’ll tell you tonight, okay?” She took a sip of her coffee. She winced as her tongue was burned by the hot liquid. Once she looked up from her coffee, she spotted what she believed to be a dog. He looked like he was bothered by something, “Excuse me, Bambi.” She said, getting of her chair.

Bambi turned around, watching her friend as she approached a strange. Her paw instinctively went to her rapier, her muscle bunched up ready to strike this stranger. She couldn’t see what the creature was due to their clothing, but their body language made her uneasy.

“Excuse me,” Echo mumbled, trying to meet the dog’s eyes, “Is everything find, dear?”
September 22, 2017 7:53am
(Kittu: accepted! Even though it's open, haha...)

Dille still hasn't adjusted to The Cat Kingdom. The festivals, the boulevards and blocks of buildings, the school life and merriness. She's uncomfortable in a way, she feels as she muses, leaving her pile of clothes (a lazy blanket for her bed). Something about the sweetness of it all feels unreal, alienates her. She's grateful for the change, and it's like a remedy for a certain sadness that she never quite knew clouded over her until now, and over her family.
she's used to the small, strange dark places.
Places damp with old rainwater, cracks in old brick walls, dangerous and canopied gardens, unscrubbed wood floors. In a way, she feels like she doesn't quite belong here.

But all that is so gloomy. She scampers off to her closet and a mild, gentle happiness runs along her as she changes into her favourite jacket, unfitting for the warm day, and waves goodbye to her mother, cooking and reading a magazine while lounging.

She's still not sure if she's ready for school, having never really attended since ages back, when she was in one place long enough to miss a small class of nostalgic innocence. So, she thinks to herself that she'll entertain the thought later, and rushes off to see what she can do today. Anything fun, anything that catches her eye, while she's here. A sense of fear, like her unusually happy curiosity will leave her, still blooms lightly within her as she makes way past the brick walls of her home.


"Oh, hey..." Syuri sighs and gloomily pushes a paw under her face, and she looks to the window longingly, to draw attention to the bright day outside. She sighs again, and heavily. She considers talking about the shop, how it's been doing, how things will go, the designs she thinks she should make, but decides against it with a pain of remembrance. No need to ramble, it would probably just leave both of them nodding at each other and feeling discontent, even if she wanted to.
The door isn't opening and there doesn't seem to be anyone that will enter, it's usually slow when it's not a festival or a holiday, so she speaks with a pleasant laziness.

"So, about your modelling! Erm, well, don't worry, I'm not going to say anything rude, I mean.
Ah, what do you say to a chic ensemble? That is, I was thinking, even in this spring season, I just want to go to a ball! I'm feeling the glamour, the dripping luxury. Goodness knows the last time we've done something so opulent." She muses, now just losing herself in her talking happily, a puzzled face looking anywhere but at Chantal, save for a few glances and a silly smile.

"Hm. Maybe that's why I want to go for something chic this time, elegant and golden. Maybe it's just because of the light spring fashions I've been making. Spring is always fluffy and flowery to most people here, isn't it? Or is it just because we keep making clothes like that, and everyone just goes with it? Maybe they want... ballroom jazz as well!

Well, I mean... it's not like I don't like making clothes. I just want to design more clothes for you to model." she says, dreamily.
"You're always so cordial with me. It's just... nice, I guess. I always like making clothes for you.

Syuri stops speaking, and then exhales, pooling over the carpet, then fiddling with a hat, then impatiently moving around and touching upon things that are still neat enough to not need reorganising. There's a festival coming up soon, she remembers, as she considers silk, shimmering satin and long dresses.
Did Chantal remember? What were they going to present in the fashion show? They had talked about it, briefly, and Syuri had gotten worked up with so many different ideas.

The theme was supposed to be 'fairy flowers,' and with overanalysis, frustrated herself to the point of deciding to pick up on it when she was less anxious, leaving her messy sketches alone on the desk and working on more practical designs for the people of The Cat Kingdom. A few weeks ago, that was. She has several ideas floating about now, some she's tried to pencil down, some fabrics she's considered.
It doesn't hurt to ask for another opinion, though, and she gladly waits for reassurance from Chantal, forgetting to actually talk about it as she daydreams.
These lovely little Chao were created By Coolio~ ^^ ...Well, go ahead and pet them c:

Step a little to the left. No wait, the right. Jump! Punch! Spin 'round and round! Now you're dancin' ;D
October 21, 2017 6:20am

Honey jolted back into reality as someone approached him. His instincts told him to run, maybe attack this creature that mewed before him. But he had to keep calm. Everything was going to be fine. Or at least, he hoped so. He gaped open his mouth and let out a solid breath, revealing sharp pearls and a pink tongue. "I suppose." He finally croaked out. His discomfort was obvious as his gaze darted elsewhere, almost anxiously. He felt weak like this. It felt unnatural being the victim. "Maybe it would be better to steer clear of me though, just in case." he added with extreme emphasis on every last syllable. Honey knew himself; or he thought he did. If anything spooked him now, who knows what he'd do?

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