Posts by Temperance.
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The tiny child was crying out as she stiffly crawled about, she was cold now, and she didn't truthfully like it. Temperance let out a small wail, testing her own soft toned vocal cords as she searched for food. Little lumps on her back showed the beginnings of wings, but they'd be useful much later. The fragile cub wiggled towards Michael's stomach with little coos. All she knew was that she was hungry and tired at the same time, it was very confusing for the newborn.
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Squealing a protest as she was moved, the child stumbled on her short, stubby legs as she found a teat to suckle on. Content little noises came from the cub as she finished, her head bobbing as she conked out on his belly. Temperance began snoozing, happy with her full stomach when with Michael's whispers being muffled by her closed ears. The golden tabby child's paws curled and uncurled as she slept, her delicate frame rising and falling as Michael breathed.
//okay, thank you ^.^
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Leafy green optics widened in awe at the meeting before finding the ground. The child quietly squirmed over next to Michael, clinging next to him as she kept facing the ground. The delicate and fragile tigress released a tiny puff of air as her dainty paws shuffled nervously. The little sprouts of her wings wiggled in anticipation to see if her father was going to the event-- she'd ask him later about what the lady was saying.
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Waddling over to the scene, Temperance wiggled underneath Michael, her camo trimmed eyes wide as she stared at the ice cream. The golden tabby tigress kneaded her paws anxiously as she stay'd put underneath him as she was frightened of the strangers. The child then looked at the grounded nervously only to seat herself.
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Looking up at her father, Temperance shuddered nervously. "I-is it re-re-really poison?" She whispered cautiously, drawing her own tail close in a hug. Was all the ice cream toxic? If so, why were they eating it? They might get sick!
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Peeking out from their den, Temperance scanned the area only to try and creep out without disturbing Michael. It was early in the morning and there were still stars in the sky, twinkling about off in space. The child was stiffly moving around the dampened grass, her small legs hardly able to bring her face above the tall grass. "H-Hello?" The golden tabby tigress squeaked out meekly, her immature wings twitching on her back. They really were uncomfortable and she'd be lying if she said that they weren't painful everytime they grew to match her age. The half-angel cub didn't dare stray too far away from home, as she was frightened of the strangers here.
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Looking up, her eyes widened as she begun to shake, "H-H-Hi... I'm-I'm Temp..." The cub trailed off, staring at the ground with folded ears. Tempy had yet to interact much with anyone else, and to be frank, was now utterly terrified.
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Matching through the tall grass, the tiny cub stared at the note awkwardly only to smack the note to see if it'd react.
//rushed, I'm off to raid the fridge.
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Falling silent, the child lowered her eyes to the ground and began shaking, as she couldn't talk and deemed this too scary to respond to. Where's Michael? Where's home? I'm scared.
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Speaking of the little half angel, here she was, squirming over to hide behind Michael and staring at the ground as she was too frightened to speak.
//rushed
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Her face brightened as her father came over and comforted her, trying to latch onto his leg almost instantly and bury her face into his fur. "I-I'm sorry. I won't-won't leave home a-a-again." The cub stammered quietly, squeezing her multi-green visionaries shut.
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People are trying to step on me! I'm not a bug! I promise! The petite two month old was desperately trying to avoid paws stepping on her and being sat on by their rumps as she wiggled desperately about to find her father. Temperance was still an itty-bitty thing and had easily gotten herself lost among the crowd, leaving the golden tabby tiger cub frightened of the strangers. The half angel cub had twitched her wings uncomfortably as she finally made it to the side lines with minimal squashing and patiently awaited for her dad to be there.
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Craning her head up, Temperance nodded as she paraded towards the party with an awkward smile.
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Thread with Tempy?
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Sure ^.^
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Temperance was wondering about near her home where she and her father stayed, swatting at a butterfly with a grin.
//rushed
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http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2196255.new#new
Sorry it's so crappy, I was watching the Help -
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