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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 11:49:51 GMT -5
(Sounds good )
Vanilla | Vanilla glanced away before replying, "I don't know anything about herbs. Tell me what the herb looks like and I can get it for you." She was embarrassed she had no knowledge about plants. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 11:56:27 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Tiger ran over the remedies in his head. "For now, if you can get me some moss, that will do it. It wasn't too big, so the chances of it getting infected are rather slim." he meowed. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 12:02:07 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla nodded and ran back to her moss. She grabbed some from the ball she had created and rushed back. She gently pressed the damp moss onto Tiger's paw and asked shyly, "Better?" |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 12:17:16 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. "Perfect. Thanks a lot!" Tiger meowed, thankful to his new friend. [short] ( Shortee) Riddle rolled over her back, flailing her paws a little. She dreamt of a field full of rabbits and berries, the sky above her a nice light blue shade.
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 12:25:55 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla smiled at him. "Sure thing!" She then went back and got her moss, saying through the plant, "I'm going to go back, meet me there when you're ready." She went back to her new tree den, where she began carefully making a nest in the center of the hollow. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 12:39:23 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Tiger nodded as Vanilla went back and turned the opposite way. He would catch some food before he went back. Soon he could scent a mouse nearby. Soon enough, it was dangling from Tiger's jaws. The tabby put it down and buried it by a maple tree. After a while he decided to stop and go back - he had two mice and a young squirrel. Tiger picked up his prey and padded back to his own den, picking up some more brambles for Vanilla while heading back. Now his jaws were full - so full he couldn't even speak at all. He padded back to Vanilla's tree and set down everything he was carrying. The tabby pushed aside the squirrel and brambles before picking up the two mice. He left the squirrel and brambles by Vanilla's new den before walking away to his own den. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 13:04:43 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla finally finished her nest. She was so indulged with the task, she hadn't even heard Tiger outside. So, when she was leaving her den, she was surprised to see brambles and a squirrel. A small smile appeared on her face as she happily took the squirrel and brambles inside. She quickly lined the nest with them and then brought the squirrel outside, where she laid outside the entrance and began to eat. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 13:35:27 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Shall we skip ahead to the evening? I'll let you choose the weather) Shortee
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 13:38:09 GMT -5
(Yeah, we can skip to evening The weather can be normal and the temperature cool? Or something like that? xD)
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 14:26:01 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Ok. Skipped to the evening. You can do something with Vanilla now; I'll go e update the front page real quick )
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 14:41:35 GMT -5
| Vanilla had ended up finishing the squirrel quickly. She wanted to go see Tiger, but thought she had bugged him enough for one day, so she climbed. She wanted to get used to her tree, so she skillfully scaled every single branch, and even found a few good places that could be used to store things. She was currently at the very top of her tree, and she could see quite a bit. That was when she realized the day was now becoming night. She stood there for a moment, in awe with the color of the sky, before climbing back down to the ground. I wonder what Tiger's doing... Vanilla thought to herself. She couldn't seem to get him out of her head. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 24, 2018 16:30:29 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. Tiger was restless this evening. He was walking in circles inside his den. He couldn't get Vanilla out of his head for some reason. He felt attached to her so much he couldn't resist it any longer. Tiger padded out of his den and over to the river. He quickly caught two fish and padded off in the forest. He wasn't far, so soon he was by Vanilla's tree. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 24, 2018 16:36:14 GMT -5
Vanilla | Vanilla suddenly smelt the aroma of fish. She looked around and her eyes quickly landed on Tiger, who was carrying two fish. "Tiger!" she smiled brightly, "What're you doing here?" She hoped desperately he wasn't just passing through, and internally she scolded herself for wanting him to stay so badly. She took a deep breath and waited for his reply. |
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Post by NordMyte on Feb 25, 2018 12:31:27 GMT -5
"I have lived my life as best I could, not knowing its purpose, but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon; and here at last, I discover a strange truth. That I am only a conduit, for a message that eludes my understanding." ―Ezio Auditore da Firenze on his role as "the Prophet", 1512. "I-I wanted to visit you. S-see how are you th-this evening. Here, I brought some fish to share!" Tiger meowed, stammering a little whilst holding the fish in his mouth. The tabby put them down by his paws and picked up one of them, stepping back to show Vanilla the other one was for her. ( Shortee)
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Post by Shortee on Feb 25, 2018 17:31:17 GMT -5
Vanilla's smile grew. "I-I... that's really sweet of you!" She walked over to the fish and laid down in front of it, flicking her tail to tell Tiger to sit with her. "What kind of fish is this?" she asked, having no knowledge about the species at all, and at the same time trying to start a conversation.
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