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    Ugh, he was so bored! He hardly got any sleep so far tonight, maybe five minutes if he was lucky enough. Only a few NPCs were awake it seemed, though they were all busy or talking to one another, so he didn't interact with them. Instead he would take this time to explore some of the other islands that were floating in the sky. He had no idea how they were floating, but he liked to think they were magical or something. Showpaw had a bit of a wild imagination. He had ever since he was a small child, living in a secluded forest. One that was so beautiful you might think it was enchanted.


    Showpaw managed to find a garden on one of the forest islands. Rows of a variety of different flowers right before his magenta eyes. Roses, hydrangeas, forget-me-nots. At the beginning of the month he might not have considered such a sight to be all that breath-taking. But now he had nothing to do. With more time to himself he felt he was able to look at things in a different light. 'Would Cam have liked this place?' The classic tabby thought as he strolled through the garden, a faint and content smile marking his face. He liked to think that she would.
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    being alone that is. she was accustomed to it and she had learned to embrace it, especially during her times when she lived as a loner. one would ask how she would be able to handle being alone without the company of others. the answer was simple. the girl often isolated herself from others, preferring to exist by herself and tonight was no different. she had felt the need to explore blizzardclan's majestic floating islands since she hadn't gotten the chance to do so before she departed a few months ago. she was only familiar with the territory below the floating isles. upon doing so, she found herself on this particular island and after a little wandering around, she came across a garden.


    being the little flower girl she was, she immediately took interest in the garden and had surrounded herself with the flora. she could just about name every flower she saw in this garden and so that was what she was doing. she quietly murmured their names, hyacinth, peonies, amaryllis... a small smile played at her lips. what a wonderful place to spend a night.


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