Sep 17 2015, 04:32 PM

DOVEFEATHER
let the somebody calls you somebody says swim with the current and float away
Dovefeather sat at the edge of her pool, reflecting on her life so far. It had been a whole cycle, though how she knew that, it was impossible to say. The forest around her was dull, diluted here at the water, the noise of bugs and birds barely a hum in the cold air that surrounded the All Mother's Eyes. Her claws clacked against the edge of the pool, thoughts echoing murmurs of the soft sound of keratin on stone.
Since meeting Giggle, the feline had grown quieter. She was still very incredibly much a kitten, with ears too big for her head, and paws too huge for her feet, but something had sincerely changed in her eyes. Those pale golen eyes had grown dark, though perhaps it was from the lighting-- the angle-- an almost deep, inky grey, barely hinting the yellow inside of them.
Her paws stood apart, white, pristine pillars, as she cast her gaze into the pool, the bright lights of the cave's lanterns lighting up the still, silent water. Two dots on her forepaws, thick, blackening grey circles, stood face to face with one another, mirroring the way the eyes stood in front of her.
words:......... it's dovefeather's birthday!!
tagged:....... solo
ooc:............ heck yea
muse:......... 9/10
tagged:....... solo
ooc:............ heck yea
muse:......... 9/10
"Talking looks like this."
Thinking looks like this...
Thinking looks like this...