03-04-2020, 03:30 PM
we wear the mask
that grins and lies
that grins and lies
Halcyon's company had left the Meadow so abruptly, so unexpectedly, that he hadn't had a chance to ask where to find her to continue their conversation later on. And, as much as he wracked his mind, the yearling couldn't remember if he'd told her what territory he called home, either. He had left the Meadow feeling a little dejected, his paws sliding heavily against the earth until the time came that he was able to reassure himself that she had most likely left him for something important.
And then he'd forgotten about it.
Until now, as her scent reaches his feline nostrils. Halcyon lifts his head up swiftly, his feline pupils narrowing against the vibrant green that surrounds him, and starts in the direction from where Titanya's scent permeates.
He thinks as he walks that maybe she will enjoy a game, so he takes special care to set his paws silently against the sandy earth and remains downwind of the shore upon which she has alighted. Halycon stalks through the tropical forest of inner Ischia, giving himself to the predatory nature of his anatomy as he comes just to the edge of the greenery. Peering from between overlapping leaves, his orange cat eyes find Titanya sprawled against the warm sandy shore. Grinning, the yearling utters one low growl before turning on his haunches and launching himself back into the forest.
If she wants to find him, it's time for her to give chase.
@[Titanya]
""
And then he'd forgotten about it.
Until now, as her scent reaches his feline nostrils. Halcyon lifts his head up swiftly, his feline pupils narrowing against the vibrant green that surrounds him, and starts in the direction from where Titanya's scent permeates.
He thinks as he walks that maybe she will enjoy a game, so he takes special care to set his paws silently against the sandy earth and remains downwind of the shore upon which she has alighted. Halycon stalks through the tropical forest of inner Ischia, giving himself to the predatory nature of his anatomy as he comes just to the edge of the greenery. Peering from between overlapping leaves, his orange cat eyes find Titanya sprawled against the warm sandy shore. Grinning, the yearling utters one low growl before turning on his haunches and launching himself back into the forest.
If she wants to find him, it's time for her to give chase.
""