LOST IN THE TIDAL SOUND + leaving

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    Ferris didn't really belong in DarkClan. He knew that his sibling lived here, but they had never connected. He had no attachment to this place, and although DarkClanners were nice, they weren't his people. The silver tabby coughed once, and ambled over to the entrance of camp. His chest rose with a heavy sigh, and he parted his jaw to speak. [color=white]"I'm goin' traveling. Sorry, I guess." He called with a swish of the tail.


    The cat uttered a single "bye," and turned around. He walked away, with his ears flattened against his head. He would come back maybe, but not for a while.


    // i have no muse for him right now,, :^( and i need to move him. sorry, guys!!
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    [justify][sub]Not unusually the reptilian had been dozing. Much like a cat however she was almost constantly aware of her surroundings, and lifted her to watch the male leave. She hadn't had much contact with him, which was regrettable, yet she understood that some places just didn't fit a person. "Good luck wherever you go," she hummed idly, still drowsy, and let her gaze follow the retreating form. [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Oh boohoo. Some guy he didn't know was leaving. Nonetheless, Toshiaka didn't care the slightest bit had he had never even met or known the feline. Why bother to care about some stranger's well being when he didn't even know their name? His dull, hazel luminaries blinked in boredom as he watched the tom go. Toshiaki simply flicked his tail in acknowledgement before he reached into his satchel to take out a cigarette. Might as well take a smoke for the guy. The male switched out his trusty lighter and held a paw over the fire to direct it towards his stick.


    //all ic opinions
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    [size=6pt]information - [abbr=bodies: blonde domestic cat with amber eyes (current), ebony raven | conjuration, scent manipulation, invisibility]powers[/abbr] - battle tags[/size]

    [justify]Good luck wherever you're going. Mr. Benzedrine mumbled in a museless post. They really didn't care, it didn't really matter to them.[/justify]


    have you ever wanted to disappear?