MAGICKA LEVEL 97%
RESTORED TO 100%
Just a thread for Cure to get her familiar.
"Speech" | 'Thoughts' |
A yawn escaped the lounging hybrid. Up in a tree Cure was relaxed on her back in a tangle of limbs that were strong enough to hold her bulk. His tail dangled off the side, slowly curling and uncurling repeatedly to display her rather relaxed feelings. It had been a busy last few days trying to get everything in order for The Guardians, so that when Arkrael awoke once more she could get things properly going. Cure was not a pro at convincing others of the cause and to ultimately convince them to join the group, but she had to admit that he was doing quite alright. He had convinced a dragon to stick around and see how he liked the idea of the group, then there were a few possible others outside of the originals Arkrael had previously gathered up. It was all coming along nicely if he did say so himself.
It was in that thought that Cure saw to having a relaxing day filled of naps and feasting upon prey as much as his hearts content. Even as he lay now his stomach was a little puffed out from the meal he only minutes ago consumed, which meant it was nap time to help the digestive system work. And that is just what he would do. He slipped off into his dreamland, a low and deep purring seemingly radiating from the contented feline. For hours he dozed, undisturbed in his fern tree hideout.
At least, he wasn't disturbed until he felt a sudden shift in his own fur. His purring stopped. Eyes slowly opened and much to the leopards surprise a big ball of white came into view. Black beady eyes stared at her almost as if horrified that two giant blue eyes were staring right at it. As if they had been caught sticking their toes in the cookie jar. One single ear twitched and before cure could have said anything the echoing gray suddenly shrieked and turned to run.
Cure moved quickly. Attempting to catch the mouse in his paw, but suddenly a sharp tingle of magic coursed through her skull...