The cute little Ocelot wandered around slowly, his tail gently wagging. Every so often, he'd sniff the air. He had never been to this place before. Well, he hadn't been to a lot of places before actully. Ocelot stopped when he came to a river and gently sniffed it then began to drink. Once he had his fill, he looked up and around again.
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Cerulean eyes took in the surrounding area, far to eager to find out what else this area had in store for him. He found the crystalline water flowing within the river somewhat beautiful, although he preferred looking upon the flora that grew upon the steep decline. Mushrooms, ferns, grasses, and several other plants he couldn't name littered about the lands. Some trees could be seen off in the distance, he wondered if their ancient roots could show him the past. He shook his head clear, not allowing those fantasies to come to life within his mind. He needed to hunt, bring in not only food but new pelts to replace the old ones within his den. He wasn't sure what kind he wanted, other than ones that were warm. His home within the mist being his little refuge, the place he deemed safe. His work space being the most entertaining part of his home, however he knew appearances must be upheld. One must have a beautiful home to lure in those unsuspecting visitors. A gingerbread house within the forbidden forest. His eyes landed upon a feline, although it was far different from himself. Where he was the color of clay and rust this one was of light tawny. Stripes decorated his body while spots fluttered around the much smaller cat. He licked his lips at the sight of the others gem, wanting to rip it from the smaller creature. It would make such a lovely trinket within his home after all. His curiosity outweighed his violent nature this time, thankfully. He smiled and sauntered towards the new creature, seeming to not have a care in the world. It was nothing more than an act, as the thought of taking the beautiful blue stone from the creatures chest toyed within the back of his mind. "Hello, fine day is it not?" He offered a flick to his tail, eyes traveling up between the new creatures eyes and gem. Both similar in color, and him wanting to take both. His claws flexed in reflex, looking to be nothing more than a stretch to his warmth filled smile and curious eyes. @Ocelot "speech." | Magic | Link/Familiar |
Ocelot tilted his head as he spotted someone approaching. He gave a small smile, he looked very pretty. He listened to what the feline had to say and nodded quickly.
He gave a soft purr and then giggled softly. He sat down in front of the cute feline and smiled at him brightly.
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Symphr wished he had taken the creatures gem when he had the element of surprise. The words fell from the other felines lips faster than rainfall. The sudden speech made him recoil slightly, he held down a sneer, keeping his face a neutral expression. He offered a smile, keeping the blood lust down for a few more moments. Now it was time to pick apart just what had been said to him. There was a comment about his appearance which he couldn't have cared less about. A reply to his question, apparently the cat had a nice day. Finally a question of his name, and the creatures name was Ocelot. He blinked, cerulean eyes calculating but warm. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Ocelot." His voice was soft, british vocals echoing out within the earth. "My name is Symphr." He noticed this one was young, perfectly susceptible to any kind of corruption that the world might try to push. Of course he could always train it for his own games, but it was already looking to be a fruitless task. This one seemed to talk to much, but he might as well entertain the notion for the day. "What might you be doing out here? Certainly a creature like you has more important tasks then wandering about aimlessly." He smiled, tail curling behind him. He was quite large already, slowly growing into his adult form. Jeweled teeth hanging down impressively, like ruby daggers. Judging from the earlier comment of appearance he figured it would be a nice slight of hand trick to play on the others judgement of flattery. @Ocelot "speech." | Magic | Link/Familiar |
Ocelot smiled softly, he walked closer to the feline and gave a few sniffs, even inspecting those fine gem teeth of his. After a moment he looked back to him.
He gave the tiger a sniff then attempted to give him a big lick on the cheek. He was successful! The tongue made contact with the other male's fur. He giggled and slowly stood back.
He swished his tail softly then gave a soft purr. Ocelot was not biased. He liked both males and females, it didn't matter to him as long as they were nice.
@Symphr
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Gods above this creature was insufferable, it was far to close for comfort. The closeness of its gem causing Symphr's eyes to flicker downward, drinking in its clarity and deepness in color. The sniffing coming from the other feline was making his fur itch, this exchange far to strange, forcing him out of his comfort zone. He liked control, and this was not within his control. This feline was a wild card, something he was having a rough time with accepting. He was asked a question, something he was only half paying attention too. He opened his mouth slightly, preparing to speak when he was sniffed and then, by all means unwarranted, licked. He recoiled and this time did not hold back the absolute disbelief and shock that ran across his features. The comment the other feline made not even being recognized by the tiger. Soon enough he contorted his features into something steely, his eyes narrowed and pointed directly at the other feline. "Just what do you think you're doing?" His words were low, quiet, and laced with the feeling of danger. His eyes were trained on that jewel within the felines chest. He knew he was playing with fire now, his emotions toying and trying to get the better hand of his judgement. He wanted to rip that jewel from the creatures chest, or better yet steal the eye that was so similar in color. He decided to have a little fun, to pay this feline back for making his blood boil. He'd reach out with his right paw and attempt to give a playful pat, or at least what was considered playful to him. It would be quite harsh to the smaller feline, the size difference being the main cause of any discomfort that would come of it. He made sure to keep his claws retracted, not wanting to rip into the flesh of the other just yet. He would let his eyes become playful, but also warning, this little movement just an introduction to the road they were headed down. "I'd be careful if I were you, it could be dangerous if you lick the wrong person." His words were tantalizingly smooth, as if one could practically feel it sliding down their back. It was low and quiet, a tell-tale sign of danger if one were to pay attention, and of course have the experience of dealing with others like him beforehand. @Ocelot "speech." | Magic | Link/Familiar OC Note: The pat wont cause any bruising or anything, *if successful, it might just knock poor Ocelot off balance a bit :"D |