Posts by Neville.

track because i can~

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Neville had been wandering for a while, spending most of his time either tripping over air, glancing behind him to make sure he wasn't close to death, and being happy that he wasn't starving. The calico-furred tom had been out for a while, lost in the woods and completely trapped in his own reverie. The kitten missed a lot of what he had been born in, but most of it was only an oblique reminiscence that Neville couldn't really say much. It just felt like home, and walking for miles and miles wasn't exactly his dream life. The cinnamon calico yawned, mouth splitting wide as he glanced around, chocolate orbs latching on to something particularly pretty. It was a camp of some sort, but he couldn't grasp the true magnitude of it as his roleplayer truly didn't know much about it either, and didn't want to risk screwing up on the description. Had he finally reached civilization?

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Neville gave a little leap of startle, as the voice that spoke up was not that of what was first expected. Cool, gentle, and obviously full of a mystifying serenity, the tomcat was pretty sure she was a ghost, before realizing that it was only her ghostly voice that gave that impression. Turning to face the luscious furred she-cat, Neville dipped his head politely, lip trembling slightly. What if they didn't let him join? Ugh that'd be so awkward. As he brought his gaze back up, he met the face of a pretty she-cat with light cream fur and round blue eyes, curiosity and truth ringing throughout. "I'm N-Neville. Nice to m-meet you." he began, heart going at a speed much too abnormal for just a simple meeting, "I'm l-looking t-to join... I-If I can!" Neville added sharply, making sure it wasn't too forward.

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Neville now could see her true colours bleeding through, someone who was imaginative and curious. She was simply a smart and wise character with a love for the bizarre things, and even though they had just met, the air she gave off was one of the many things he picked up. "Who knows..." Neville shrugged, dipping his colourful shoulders casually.

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Neville let the cats converse, before dipping his head to the deputy politely. "I swear to be loyal to this clan." what was this clan called anyways? He so far did not know, but maybe he could ask Luna or the other cats later.

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Neville on the otherhand had the gratitude of meeting no one, for he was quite alone and feeling rather uncomfortable. Not that he didn't enjoy the clan, but just that he was the odd one out, if that made sense. Everyone already had their lives all put together, friends galore, and he was just a little cat with nothing in particular to hold onto. The tom let out a yawn, chestnut fur rippling gently as he continued on out of the clearing. The bustling noise didn't really interest him much, but a certain she-cat did. She was very pretty looking, but it wasn't that that made him interested in her. She was smart, something about her gave him that assumption, and very unusual and unique. Neville would love to get to know her.

"Hi." the calico mewed calmly to Luna Lovegood, padding up to where the she-cat was positioned. Neville looked up at the clouds, beautiful clumps of fluffy white floating gently in the air like tufts of cotton. The milky sky was a mixture of light blues and warm pinks, a fair ground of beauty. "How are you?"

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Neville trotted over behind Luna, eyes sparkling with interest for the new friendly face. Many cats had just started to join, and among this face was himself as well. "Hi! I'm Neville." the kitten mewed politely to Hermione, flicking his tail haphazardly.

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track c:

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Neville nodded, excepting that answer with a smile. It was good to see her doing well, she was such a nice cat, he was glad that she was happy. Maybe she had recently joined as well, he wouldn't know of course, but it would make things less awkward between the two if they both were new faces. Plus, he didn't think that just about anyone would want to become friends with a newbie, besides one as well. "Are you new too?" the tom asked the cream furred femme, taking a seat beside the other kitten.

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> damn honey she's obsessed with his eyes and soft fur jESUS

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Neville tilted his head to the side in sight confusion. Gulping Plimpies? What was that? It sounded bizarre, but he didn't want to give up on their friendship. "Sure, but what are they exactly?" the chocolate-eyed tom asked the cream mink, non-existent brows knitting together gently.

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> aw neville is so sweet he really is so confused but he wants to make luna happy so he goes along with it my little bby

Neville couldn't help but giggle at the words that escaped Luna's lips. Though it was not meant in a rude way, the calico hoped that he didn't take it in that manner. He honestly just liked hearing her speak, even if they were the most unusual things. "I'm coming." the tom mewed, trotting after the creamy furred female. This would be fun, even if it wasn't exactly his first decision in activities.

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Neville trotted gently on his feet behind the smaller she-cat, wrinkling his tiny pink nose as he scented the air for whatever those glimpies were. As he breathed in the scent, he couldn't smell much but the lucid freshness of water, and fish. "What do umm... Gulping-those things look like?" the calico asked Luna, bending down over the brook to scan over the rocks. Maybe one would pop up and he would know, but so far he didn't know if he was looking for a fish or a bird.

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Neville had been really bored recently. Only Luna had really been there to talk to him, but besides her company, the calico was pretty alone. "Hey Dean!" the tom mewed, trotting over to the bengal he had seen around camp before.

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Neville had not been doing much, nor adding any fire to his already uneventful life. Soon it would change, but with only one friend, Luna, the calico tom had to say life did get a bit boring. The tom trotted away from the camp clearing, the night sky heavy and low amongst the beach. It was a lazy day, and even more so when you have nothing to do. In the distance, he spotted Hermione, one of the cats he had seen join before. "Hi!" the tom called out, hoping for the femme to hear him.

> muse drop agh

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Skyclan was indeed nice, and the tom had to nod and agree. It was a beautiful place, somewhere he had never guessed to meet during his long journeys. "It's amazing, have you made any friends?" Neville asked the amber-furred she-cat, flicking his tail in signal for the femme to follow as he began a walk along the beach.

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He was doing rather well, and though life wasn't quite that interesting, he had begun to make friends, and hopefully at the end of their conversation they both would be considered friends on eachothers terms. "I'm great, how are you?" Neville asked the dark-furred tom.

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Neville leapt back as Luna fell into the water. He assumed it to be icy and cold, but as the water splashed across his multi-coloured pelt, he could feel that the temperature was no colder then the sky above. "Okay!" the tom mewed uncertainly, before gently wadding into the water. It was cool and warm at the same time, something he didn't even know was possible. "Wow it's really nice!" he chuckled, flicking his tail around in the cool liquid.

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Neville brought his gaze down to the drawing that Dean motioned to. It looked like an average cat, but it was very well done! He had never really seen much art around the clan, so it did come as something special. "Wow that's cool!" the calico tom mewed, chocolate brown orbs lighting up.

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Neville nodded, those were all people he considered rather friendly as well. "Yeah, all of those cats are nice to me as well. Also Dean Thomas, he's friendly." the calico tom mewed to the chocolate-eyed female. Most cats in Skyclan were all particularly friendly, he had to admit, but Draco Malfoy was one he could not stand. He was pretty sure Hermione felt the same, but he didn't want to test her on it.