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    // bro sorry this took so long! i got sick achoo


    The ocelot awoke to the sound sound of birds singing their ballads and the feeling that he might've slept on his tail again. He raised his head lazily, looking to his tail and flicking it a little. Yep. He slept on it alright. He laid his head back down on the ground, let out a soft groan, and kept moving his tail around. Once that awful, static feeling disappeared from his tail, he finally rose. As if that feeling was keeping him from getting up and facing the day in the face.


    He flicked his ear then rolled up, slowly raising up and getting to his paws. As soon as he did, he smacked his lips and leaned forward, stretching out groggily. He wiggles his toes, his nose and his ears, trying to get the sleeping, drowsy feelings from his muscles. Once his show was over, he paraded over to the light, squinting as his pupils contracted. He closed his eyes completely and attempted to open them. He slowly opened his brilliant emeralds, his pupils finally contracting to little slits.


    " Did I oversleep again? " he huffed, silently padding out to avoid any confrontations or conversations. He just woke up--he didn't mean to wake up, in fact--and literally had no desire to interact with anyone. Cat, dog, giraffe, human, hydra. Whatever. He just wanted to go back and f-cking sleep. " Yeah, I--I.. probably did.. "


    // I know, lame, but it's what I could shake out of me cx