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You picked me like a flower, didn't expect the thorns! -- Ice Cream cat. Crewmate of the Typhoon.
Things had been so hectic lately and honestly Sorbet had no idea how to feel about it. First Vikas...no Darkheart had come back into his life, saying that the life they lived had basically been false and had promised that he would change and would prove to him that he had. Next his brother had taken on the responsibility as Captain and is now leading the clan, which he is happy about he couldn't see anyone who would be better for the position than Sherbet.
But it was all too much for the feline and at this point he just need time away from the chaos of the clan and away from all the people. He just wanted some time alone to just think. So he had set out that morning and took off in a random direction, really he had no destination in mind he just wanted to find somewhere that was quiet and gave him solitude. His paws ended up dragging him towards the beach where he would walk the shoreline, head lowered and mind far away as thoughts lead him in different directions.
After some time the stench of blood drifted across his path, causing Sorbet to stop in his tracks. His head lifted, ears swiveling as he tried to search for where the smell was coming from. He couldn't locate where it came from so he turned in towards the scent and began to follow it and soon enough he was stumbling across another feline. His gaze narrowed in on the wound they seemed to have, a soft huff slipping from his muzzle as he watched the other try to take care of the wound. "You're doing that wrong," he stated with a slight coolness to his tone. He drew closer to the other, settling down onto his haunches. "Here let me do it for you."
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But it was all too much for the feline and at this point he just need time away from the chaos of the clan and away from all the people. He just wanted some time alone to just think. So he had set out that morning and took off in a random direction, really he had no destination in mind he just wanted to find somewhere that was quiet and gave him solitude. His paws ended up dragging him towards the beach where he would walk the shoreline, head lowered and mind far away as thoughts lead him in different directions.
After some time the stench of blood drifted across his path, causing Sorbet to stop in his tracks. His head lifted, ears swiveling as he tried to search for where the smell was coming from. He couldn't locate where it came from so he turned in towards the scent and began to follow it and soon enough he was stumbling across another feline. His gaze narrowed in on the wound they seemed to have, a soft huff slipping from his muzzle as he watched the other try to take care of the wound. "You're doing that wrong," he stated with a slight coolness to his tone. He drew closer to the other, settling down onto his haunches. "Here let me do it for you."
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attack in #C3B1E1. -- You say that I'm too frigid, didn't know what you were in for!
[member=11].[/member]teef + help from [member=11].[/member]psy