I'M JUST THE BOY THAT HAD TOO MANY CHANCES | private.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid transparent; width: 450px; font-family: bookman oldstyle; margin-top: 166px; margin-left: -10px;][size=30pt][shadow=black,left][color=white]↳ WINTERSOLDIER
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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.. "


    // may or may not have copy and pasted this from one of my unanswered threads oops

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    //it’s fine I hope you feel better. And if i don’t reply soon I’m probably at softball.


    The feline was not a morning person. She hated the loud sounds of birds tweeting and their annoying calls. She could get in a terrible mood if they didn’t leave her alone. This time the birds wouldn’t go away and she would go to try and shut them up herself.


    Running into the male she simply sighed. She never knew the guy but maybe now was the time to actually find out his name. She slowly walked over her eyes showing no emotion. Her face held no expression as she finally stopped. “Hello. Don’t believe we met before. I’m Ayumi.”


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    // ye thanks bby


    The ocelot's fur bristled as he felt someone was approaching him. He licked his lips and turned, his tail lashing behind him somewhat gracefully. He swiveled his ears a little and squinted, quickly scanning the female before him. His tail waved patriotically behind him, his pupils finally expanding a little.


    " No. I don't think we have, " Winter said, his voice a little monotonous and raspy. Sure, he was often charming. But today wasn't his day. His charms decided to take vacation or something. " I'm Winter. Nice to meet you Ayumi.. I guess.. " he looked to the side at the end of his sentence, muttering a little. First thing he didn't want: anyone to approach him. He's sleep deprived. Moody. Hungry. He's barely keeping himself together at the moment.

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    well he couldn’t of been more welcoming. She was guessing he could be just like her at times. Grumpy and not wanting anyone to be near her. She knew the feeling of that. “Nice to meet you also. Did you just wake up or something?”


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