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  • | ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ {ᴛʜᴇcʜʀᴏɴɪᴄʟᴇs} ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʙʀᴀʀʏ |

    ★[fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 450px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; color: white; margin-top: -6px][hr] even with a structure as colossal as the castle, it seemed as if even the slightest utterance coursed through the halls. at least, that's how it all felt when you were attempting to catch up on some well deserved sleep. ask odysseia and you'll find she very well believes she's earned the few 'z's she managed. the snow white beauty lay atop a cushion in her court seat, tail flicking irritably at being roused so early in the morning. as she woke, the soothing scent of morning dew that wafted through the court windows engulfed her, the early birds sang their pretty melodies and the fae sigh. so it seemed the day was calling her. blinking sleep from her golden gaze, odysseia rose from her place, giving her tired muscles a decent stretch before leaping gracefully from her throne. smooth pink pads met chilly marble and odysseia shivered vaguely at the sensation. she took a moment to groom herself; tidying herself before facing daybreak. the amethyst necklace that sat round her neck rattled a bit as she gave her chest a few generous swipes. deciding she'd done a thorough job bathing herself, the she-cat shook her pelt a bit and made her way down the court room stairs.
    the catch of living in the court was the immediate access to the halls of the north quarter. just from here the she-cat could make out a few very familiar figures conversing in the courtyard. adalyn finally made it out of her sanctuary and away from those books, odysseia observed with a quirked brow as he took her time making her way to the group, that's new. she'd originally been making her way toward the koi pond as she typically did in the morning to gaze at the mystic koi and pay her respects, but a short detour wouldn't be much of a hassle. upon reaching the small assembly, the supple white queen nodded if slightly. "good morning to you all," she enunciated, voice like silk as she sat tall and with great posture. business as usual.[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe #odyofcourt [/size]

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    test for kitty quinn c;

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    practically dragging himself across the terrain, quinn panted heavily. he'd been on this tedious journey for years - or so it seemed. the collar that clung to his neck only felt more and more constricting as his breathing grew shallower. the heat was taking a serious toll on his malnourished body and he needed to find more water and food fast. the little supplements he'd managed to round up on his own during his voyage obviously wasn't cutting it. being an ex-slave had its cons, that was for sure. he barely knew how to take care of himself, for god's sake!


    the pungent smell of borders hit his senses like a freight train. the hacking and coughing that accompanied the aroma only rattled his form even further until it gained to be too much. he had to sit down and out of the heat; let his guard down for once in his life. now, he wasn't at all ignorant to the fact that he was in someone else's territory, but he couldn't find it in himself to run anymore. if they killed him off so be it, as long as he got to rest a bit before the matter. pushing on toward the forest just before him, the porcelain and ginger tom cringed at the exhaustion his muscles expressed overtly. just a little more, please.


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    with the sudden onslaught of attention, quinn tried to stay focused. his vision began to blur a bit as his heart rate kicked up in terror. you could smell the fear on him. he made a conscious effort not to black out in front of these cats; no way he'd be that vulnerable! sharp white claws dug into the earth as the older serval brushed her tail against his side. 'crackles' and 'pops' sounded as tiny bolts of electricity shot through the fur of his forelegs. it was only a matter of time till the currents flowed throughout his pelt and if this stranger - that of whom quinn could only assume was a medic - didn't step back he ran the risk of accidentally shocking her. okay, so he definitely had to calm down. he was so engulfed in his own panic that he just barely caught what she said to the younger serval.


    it wasn't long until the younger one - cherrypaw, the pale one mentioned - came back with the things she'd been ordered to retrieve. by then his crowd had grown a bit and still he was pressed to the ground in the same defensive crouch. he risked a glance down at the offer before him, and god was it tempting. sneaking a glance up at the others, he pulled forward a bit to sniff at the display. soon he found himself indulged in the meal, tearing into it as if it'd be his last time.


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    finishing the last or his meal greedily, the gaunt young feline backed a bit further from his audience, as if in doing so, he could make himself smaller under their focused gazes. this new addition was even more enthusiastic than the rest, and this would typically overwhelm him, quinn found a bit of reassurance in her - he probably wouldn't take her up on it but she'd offered her own place of rest to him and that was a start. something told him her intentions weren't as sinister as others who've offered him their bed before. still, the bobtail stared at her cautious, scanning the other quickly before lying his wary amber gaze on her once more and shaking his head only slightly. he could only hope that she - spider, he supposed he'd have to remember these names - wouldn't be offended by his resistance.


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