KEEP IT TOGETHER | o, exploring

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[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"]Marvolo had grown up in a community much like this, although much smaller. It was comprised of individual families who lived within the same vicinity, and they treated each other like how human neighbors would on a residential street. Although Marvolo had some sort of exposure to the outside world, he had suffered less-than-adequate treatment from his foster family. He had been treated like a peasant, constantly having to clean and do things for his family and sleep on the cold, hard ground with little to no acknowledgement from his "parents" at all. He had been glad to flee his old home, anyways. Although he was still assimilating into Tanglewood, he found that there was much more freedom here than he had ever experienced.

The jet-black serval brought himself to a fence, his emerald eyes surveying the similarly-green pasture. He dully observed the animals roaming about — the cows specifically. Marvolo had only seen so many before in his life, but from what he understood, they were mostly good for their meat and for the milk that they produced. Other than that, he deemed them as useless (and smelly, too).

He noticed someone perched atop the fence — a fellow serval, specifically. Marvolo couldn't say that he recognized her, though. He wasn't one for strolling up to people and barraging people with their names and such; he would much rather prefer a conversation to develop naturally. "Oafish creatures, aren't they?" He muttered, not taking his gaze off of the horizon.