SHE SOON BEGAN TO DIG A LITTLE HOLE {{o, character development

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    There sure had been a lot of big deaths and turning points lately. Katerina stepping down, Damien stepping up as leader and just as quickly dying, Kenzo becoming leader, dying..who knew if Ber was going to end up dying just as quickly as Damien and Kenzo did after becoming leader. It almost felt like a curse had been placed upon the Tribe.




    A curse.




    A curse was generally done by supernatural beings. Supernatural beings tended to be known as otherwordly. Otherwordly..it had made her start to think about gods. She'd never really bothered to think about them before, but now she was wondering if the clan had done something to piss of some god or other. So, she'd managed to find books. A lot of books. Books about every group of gods she could get her paws on. Greek Gods, Christian God, Egyptian Gods..she'd found as many as she could find.




    And she spent hours pouring over the text. Good thing she already knew how to read, and with each book she was getting better and better. She was memorising every story, every line of text. She'd note down everything any god might consider bad, a sin, something to be punished for. Try to see if anything matched up.




    But it didn't. She just couldn't find anything. Maybe she was just looking in the wrong places, she'd tell herself. She wasn't reading it properly. So she'd read again. And again. And again. Until her nights were becoming sleepless as she tried to figure out what to do.




    So there she was, probably at some time late at night, at a time when she should really be sleeping, reading another book. This time, it was one on some Greek Gods, about some stories to do with them. And it was obvious, from her neutral expression, the way she talked if anyone were to speak to her, that the deaths had seriously hit hard.




    #xkatrinah
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; height: 50px;][color=#5D7C76]cause when the pills wear off --
    [color=#5D7C76]KATRINAH

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]The glossy sound of pages flipping had caused the pokemon to find difficulty sleeping. It echoed through the empty, quiet space around them, and she could very well hear each and every turn that was done. Why would someone read a book this late at night, when they should very well be sleeping? They needed energy to do things tomorrow. What if they were attacked tomorrow, where would they be?


    And this hadn't been the first time she had heard this, either- it was several nights, and that meant several nights her and others were getting less sleep than wanted. Course, there were other reasons people wouldn't be sleeping, such as death or curses.


    Virizion strode over to where Katrinah could be found, looking down at her gently. "What troubles you? It's just about midnight..." She whispered, trying to be sure that she wouldn't wake anyone who had miraculously began to slumber.


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    "Everything troubles her," Epsilon snorted, trudging over with a signature sneer shot in both of his tribemates' direction. He wasn't in the mood for Katrinah's crap, or Virizion's obnoxiously calm demeanor. He wasn't in the mood for anything. Why should he be down? He'd always hated Kenzo anyway. Why should he care she was dead? "The hell are you up to this time?"



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    "Nothing troubles me,"[/b] she stated, a bit too bluntly. It was a lie, of course, which may or may not be easily detectible. Putting a paw on her place, she'd look up at the two. "I'm just reading."




    #xkatrinah
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; height: 50px;][color=#5D7C76]cause when the pills wear off --
    [color=#5D7C76]KATRINAH

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