I WANT TO LIVE THIS LIFE (private) UNHARMED

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    He didn't know where he was going. He was walking, looking at the ground, when after about half an hour, he was lost. Tailgatingpaw tried to stay calm, but he could feel his heart stopping when he looked up. He shrank back, finding himself in a forest. His back against a tree, he looked at his surroundings. He tried to assure himself, [b]"Okay... It's alright. I'm fine. I'm not going to get hurt, I'll just find a way home."
    As he said "home", he gazed around, finding nothing of help. He sat there, looking at a nearby tree in frustration.


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    whatever. he was roaming in the territory of his ex-home anyways, and a blunt was perched between his lips. he'd waltz into the territory subconsciously while he was as high as a kite, basically just snooping around to find something to eat. after all his satchel was only filled with instant coffee, barrettes, a scarf, a pot, his mug, some flavoring and a few glow in the dark stars. that's all he was able to cram into the bag while as he'd left the place in such a hurry. but back on track, the ecru feline let his dull eyes dance over his surroundings slowly until they settled upon a dark tom cat around his age. smirking, the tabby called out, "wooaaahh, hi. i h-hope you're, uh, n-not like a m-member of th-the do- i-i mean new spa-ain or anything," the skinny cat admitted aloud.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    He jumped at the sound of someone's voice, looking around wildly and finding the tabby in his sight. He listened to him, and decided that this cat wasn't a threat. He responded, [b]"Nope, I'm not a member of New Spain."
    So this was a territory, not unclaimed lands. He added a question, "I'm Tailgatingpaw. Who are you?" He had his suspicions, but didn't want to seem too rude, just in case this cat was friendly and wouldn't do harm to him. But the thought of being killed, not just by this cat, but by anybody who passed by made his cheeks pulse with adrenaline, and it made his legs shake.


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    the feline let a smile stretch his features as he continued stumbling towards the other male, humming a catchy, slow paced tune. "haha, i'm, l-like, ngh.. j-javapaw dude." he introduced himself with a dopey bow to the other, giggling doltishly before falling down at the others paws and turning onto his back to gaze up at him, "wwwoooaaahhh you l-l-look differ-rent from down here duuuddeee."[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Tailgatingpaw watched in silence, then looked down at Javapaw. He thought at first the tabby was just nervous, but now he had a thought that catnip was the cause. He had heard of the horror that happened when some crossed paths when they were in that condition. He didn't want to point anything out, so he gave a nervous smile and nodded. [b]"Nice to meet you."
    He was going to fake it, for multiple reasons, and stood his ground, still making the same face he was few seconds ago.
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    back on track of things, the tabby slowly reached his paw upwards to aim and attempt to bat softly at Tailgatingpaw's nose, smile still broad over his soft, tired features. "n-Nice to meet you t-too, man."[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px white; width:390px; margin-top:55px]✩[b][i] look into the lights[/fancypost]
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    Tailgatingpaw flinched as his nose was batted. He hadn't been high, ever, and hadn't seen anybody be in that state, except for now. He stayed silent, letting his paws relax. He wondered what the situation looked like in a stranger's eyes. It didn't really matter, but it was something to think about to loosen up.


    //rushed


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