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    #TykiPon




    NOTES
    - Unstable
    - No powers
    - Portuguese
    - Black Domestic
    - Plotting Thread[/fancypost]


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    In the entire month of his absence, Tyki had many things stuck on his mind. Bloodclan, CanadianPaw, but most of all, one specific female kept popping up within his though. Melantha. He could say, that she was a girl he honestly loved. Throughout the years, he had dated and flirted with many females-now the flirting seemed to be apart of daily life-yet, had never truly felt anything stir within him for a single one. Until, he met Melantha. She was gorgeous-as any fool could see-but she had wits. She was strong and could take care of herself. Those traits, and well, simply everything about her attracted him to Melantha. That's we realized, for the first time, he was actually, in love.




    The only issue, Melantha's heart belonged to another. RussianSoldier. Tyki...he could not hate him. No matter how hard he tries. He's a sex addict-something his own elder brother was, so of course he understood his cheating. But, he couldn't stand the fact he'd just Melantha and she still loved him. Tyki knew it. He could always see it in the way they speak to eachother. Every time he was with her, a certain glint to her eyes told him he was looking for RussianSoldier. A sigh escaped the male's lips. He stood near the oasis, sitting upright as he watched his reflection in the water with clouded golden depths. Worst of all he could imagine, was she just using him as a distraction?
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    Please bump you tomato

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    #TykiPon




    NOTES
    - Unstable
    - No powers
    - Portuguese
    - Black Domestic
    - Plotting Thread[/fancypost]


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    //I am indeed a tomato, and I am bumping




    [align=right][size=15pt]― Tyki[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia][color=black][size=8]Melantha had always liked Tyki; he was charming and entertaining, but still a real person. I suppose she had always had a crush on the guy, but he was right in believing her heart belonged to Russiansoldier. Of course, Mel wasn't entirely aware of this herself, but if one looked closely, they could see the signs. No matter how many times Russ hurt her, Melantha always - and very grudgingly - found herself somehow excited to see him. Whenever the male was upset, she wanted to rush over and nurse him back to health. If peeved the elegant mountain lioness that she could not so easily forget Soldier like she could so many others. Why couldn't her heart accept that he wasn't hers anymore? So I guess it safe to say that Tyki had originally began as a distraction; someone who would help her realize that Russ was the center of the universe. But as time went on, Mel grew to like Tyki more as an individual than an experiment. But was it love that she felt for the tomcat? Melantha had no idea.


    "Oh, hello, Tyki." Mel greeted softly, having stumbled upon her friend during a solo patrol. She hadn't been seeing him around lately, so the sight of him was enough to make her smile. "Where've you been?"

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    #TykiPon




    NOTES
    - Unstable
    - No powers
    - Portuguese
    - Black Domestic
    - Plotting Thread[/fancypost]


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    "Around."Tyki couldn't help but have a smile drawn upon his features at Melantha's own smile of glee."I was only sitting here to think."He commented, gaze not melting with the females, but wandering off towards the side, gazing off at some cactus or another."What about you, amour. Out on a solo patrol?"He questioned wryly. Why did Melantha have to be so goddamn beautiful? Why did her smile have to be so perfect tears could fall down his face?"But, I figured while I was gone you and Russ got back together eh?"




    [align=right][size=15pt]― Tyki[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia][color=black][size=8]Being around Tyki was refreshing. At least, that was what she had initially thought. "I'm hardly ever not on one. I don't like many people and many people don't like me, so I prefer to be on my own." she replied, tone still somewhat pleasant. It took a moment for Mel to register what the male had said, hazel eyes staring blankly at his handsome features. Her expression deflated, suddenly looking a lot more like how she was feeling. Dark eyes, tired face, and her tawny pelt without its dual perfect sheen. Great. Somehow Mel managed to add Tyki to her long list of people she had either chased away or left her. The loneliness that plagued her stabbed cruelly at her heart, gaze glueing to her large paws in silence. "That's hardly the case." she mumbled softly. In fact, the last time the third tier had even spoken to Soldier, he was a mess ; pleading for help and asking for things she couldn't give. The thought made her visibly wince. How she wished she could fix all her problems with the push of a button.