Aug 12 2015, 04:27 PM
@Sia
His mind was beginning to wander to what could possibly lie beyond the room he had become accustomed to. This was his home, and by now, the cat was nearly familiar with every corner of the room of stars. He had seen this room's inhabitants, though barely spoken to them; the black leopard and his lion son (who Bartos often mistook for Faelon), and Kerby, and whoever else decided to live here. Even those mushroom cats from the jungle he had met, and heard stories from about the expansive, sprawling green flora. But Bartos wasn't all that interested in greenery - what he wanted to see more of was the rock structures. Despite his asking, it seemed this room was mostly where they were found, although he'd heard rumors of carvings and ancient artifacts elsewhere.
Today, the cat found himself lingering near one of the entrances, waffling over whether or not he wanted to chance it. What if he left and somebody raided his hoard and took his treasures? What if he found something pretty and couldn't take it back home with him? The chances of a mishap occuring were high, and yet... He wanted to know.
His mind was beginning to wander to what could possibly lie beyond the room he had become accustomed to. This was his home, and by now, the cat was nearly familiar with every corner of the room of stars. He had seen this room's inhabitants, though barely spoken to them; the black leopard and his lion son (who Bartos often mistook for Faelon), and Kerby, and whoever else decided to live here. Even those mushroom cats from the jungle he had met, and heard stories from about the expansive, sprawling green flora. But Bartos wasn't all that interested in greenery - what he wanted to see more of was the rock structures. Despite his asking, it seemed this room was mostly where they were found, although he'd heard rumors of carvings and ancient artifacts elsewhere.
Today, the cat found himself lingering near one of the entrances, waffling over whether or not he wanted to chance it. What if he left and somebody raided his hoard and took his treasures? What if he found something pretty and couldn't take it back home with him? The chances of a mishap occuring were high, and yet... He wanted to know.
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