LEAN ON ME + PRIVATE, BELLS

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 10px;] the young male blinked wide velvet red hued optics as he hopped from crack to crack, albeit clumsily, a toothy smile widened as he sang a tune. "step on a crack and you break your mama's back", finishing it off by hopping to a nearby crack. a light laugh escaped him, before realizing how far he had come from his mother's nest but his attention soon shifted to the cavern's exit. Arabian had turned eight weeks meaning he had been weaned from his mother's milk and was on a strictly meat diet which he was quite happy about. soon he'd be fighting and serving his clan but for now it seemed he was stuck inside a rock basically. it was nice being close to his mom and dad but he wanted to see outside the cave too. he paused, paw hovering over the ground, before glancing back with a little smile - i'll be gone for just a little while, he secretly promised. npc's were leaving and coming, some with prey and others in groups, and casually the cub walked under bellies and danced around paws until he got to the entrance.


    every once in awhile someone would glance at him, then give a small shrug as if remembering that they had been the age where you wanted nothing but to explore. "er, excuse me", he mumbled to a tiger who was bringing in a doe. just the scent of fresh kill caused his belly to rumble and for a moment, the wildcat forgot about his adventure and turned to the tiger with the herbivore. shrugging, Arabian ran the rest of the way, long tail flying behind him and the crisp cold air met him and he reacted with a large sneeze.

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    Arabella and her sister were the closest they'd ever been. They'd grown up together, had met when Bella had been born, and even if they weren't blood related, there'd always been an unspoken understanding that they might as well be blood. The vampire adored her family, and up until just recently, she'd been alone, traveling the Clans. But now, she was far from alone- she had her mother, her sister, a brother-in-law, and some cute little nieces and nephews. Speaking of which, she'd been coming from outside camp when she scented one of them- Arabiancub. She didn't think Mae was nearby, or Cade, so she curiously made her way towards the little cub. Had he snuck off?


    The brown tabby found herself stumbling upon her youthful nephew, and she frowned, approaching him without hesitation. "Arabiancub? What are you doing all the way out here?" She wasn't sure if he'd remember her or not- she'd been around here and there since their birth, but her presence was not constant.
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    info | updated 12/08/2016

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 1px; line-height: 10px;]I'm dying don't hate me T_T lmaooooo i had to. too funny. dying. its his aunt tho.


    the cub looked around, his black lined eyes shifted past the area directly before him and Arabian stood up with a jagged grin. but before a step could be taken did he hear his name and flinched, quickly whipping around did his brows furrow. who was she? then her scent and face registered and her name popped into his head, "arabella", he whispered at the brown tabby and admired her pelt briefly. "i like your fur", he complimented - very off topic before his red eyes met his mother's bondmate and warmed considerably. then his smile froze, remembering the question she had asked, and his thoughts raced as he tried to think of a doable lie. "uuuuhh, i was gonna go to.....to, a place. where... uhhhhh... i was told to go... by...by mama, yeah; by mama! sheee..... eer, told me to come out here and explore because i should do that", he lied with a wide smile - proud of himself that he had lied so nicely. stepping in front of arabella did he tilt his head and inquisitive eyes shifted up and down her form curiously.


    "you shouldn't be out here because it's dangerous", his eyes widened innocently and he hopped up and looked past the npc's walking past him. then glanced over his shoulder, "i'll keep you safe, okay", without hearing for an answer did a strong cold wind blow and he shivered and ran to Arabella. rising off his forepaws, arabian immediately wrapped his paws around her neck and pressing his face into her neck fur. "you are warm", he murmured into her fur, softly kneading his paws, then sitting back on his hindquarters did he smile up at her. "you are a nice lady, you are my girlfriend 'kay", he stated boldly. bigger than a normal two moon old domestic, but still a tiny little thing did he simply announce they were together. as his role-player died behind the keyboard did the wildcat hop down and stare curiously at his mother's bondmate and his 'aunt'.