my family is snow and ice ; private ; but you are the fire

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    Zamieć was unsure what to do. The newly promoted Promethean was at the moment teaching himself to walk with good posture, though this was difficult, as ever since the age that he could bend his spine, the young male had been hunched over and bent down - just as his roleplayer was when on the computer. The snow tiger would walk a few paces, pull back his shoulder blades, then walk a few paces as they drooped back and repeat, all the while grunting to himself under his breath. If he was to be a role model to others - and he supposed, as a Promethean, such would be his job at the very least to the Promethean Apprentices - then the blue-eyed feline should carry himself as such, or at minimum this was what the high positions appeared to believe. A proud posture was difficult for the pale-striped male, and this practice and difficulty showed it. Was he ever to be a success? His face, mainly emotionless during this lonely moment, pulled back only in a tiny grimace when his neck began to ache from the repeated movements, and his brain began to work quickly. He knew that the general consensus for creating habits was repeat, repeat, repeat, though it was tough on him physically. Would Zamieć ever learn to stand tall and lift his chin high?


    (where did all this muse come from again?)


    copy and paste for easy referencing him! Zamieć
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