GONNA GET OUTTA HERE, NEVER COME BACK [ p, kermie ]

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    [color=#FFFFFF] For a long time, Liath was procrastinating on the beach with a small box that had washed up, splurting out comforting songs. 'Zoooeeee, your so supernova,' it repeated two or three times as the song began to end and she unwillingly stood up. It was some time in the day, Midday, she supposed. Lia clambered into the cruise liner, slim figure turning around the hallway and heading downstairs towards the rooms. She passed Xerxes's door and paused, releasing a huff as she lifted a paw up against the door and tapped. She couldn't hear anything, and his scent was faint. Pushing the small door open, the white lioness sauntered over to the bed and slouched down on it, making a series of creaking because these beds weren't made for lions. There, she lay, waiting for the door to open again. She didn't mind how long it took; these beds were rather comfortable.

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    ° arcadianclan ° male ° adult ° extremely hard ° no kill/capture ° if attacking, write name in green °


    Like most days, Xerxes woke up early and took a jog down the beach before setting out on a quick hunting patrol. He had to stay in shape somehow.


    With a plump rabbit in his jaws, the sumatran tiger nudged open his bedroom door and jumped, not expecting to see Lia on his bed. "O-Oh Lia, you startled me." he murmured, dropping the rabbit on the floor and padding over to her. "Is everything alright?"


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    [color=#FFFFFF] Liath's eyes had slowly began to flutter closed, but when the door creaked and opened, her head shot up, fur fluffed and messy so that she had a large cow's lick in between her ears. Once her golden oculars rested on Xerxes, she relaxed and released a sigh, plopping back down on the bed. "Your gonna be a mommy." She grunted, slight amusement lining her voice until it hesitantly faded.

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    ° arcadianclan ° male ° adult ° extremely hard ° no kill/capture ° if attacking, write name in green °


    "Really?" Xerxes asked, standing beside the bed and leaning over to groom down her crazy bedhead. He wasn't shocked by the announcement, no, just pleasantly surprised.


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    [color=#FFFFFF] The warm gesture made Liath blink slowly, feeling like a sleepy baby baby but knowing it wasn't tire, just that she was in a more than clam mood. "And soon, I won't be so friendly, I'll be eating like a bear, and the worst of all - I'll look like a cow."