Post by adrian estevez on Jul 24, 2011 13:31:05 GMT -8
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Happiness wasn't an easy thing to find. Not at all. It was something many searched for, agelessly they spent they're lives wandering trying to find that thing that is happiness. It could be finding a mate, creating a family, raising power or being a genius for that matter. It appeared these lands held a view of these things equalling happiness. But Adrian thought differently. The only thing he wanted, or it seemed all he ever wanted was warmth...
"Bloody hell! Really?...really?" Two bright green eyes squinted toward the sky as a cool raindrops fell on to his face. He rambled on toward the sky, talking to himself as he pleased. Mumbling about something toward the inconvenience of the rain suddenly falling from the grayed skies. He should of seen it coming, but he was always a cat in denial. He only accepted what he wanted to accept. And right now, rain wasn't on the top of his accepting list.
Along with rain came bitter cool winds, wet fur and of course no sun. If he were to praise a God, it'd be Apollo, God of sun and light. The only thing that Adrian truly praised throughout his life. He had taken a big turn of events recently, traveling far and wide with what little motivation he had to get to warmer lands. With that he left behind everything he knew, which was very little about the real world.
As of right now, he knew he was within the borders of this domesticated land in which they're was an hierarchy and other dangerous tribes. He figured the safety of the kingdom was a plus considering there was actually a lot of opportunities that could upheld in there. All he needed was to talk to the right guy. But as for now, he was wandering aimlessly to what the hell he should do... Let's face it, he was a helpless ocelot on the verge of starving.
He stomped along with a pissed off glare. His face lacked any other emotion. He felt like just laying in the rain at that point. It seemed there was a river near by, but this rain contributed to his hate of water at the moment. So he did as he thought before. In the middle of the common-trail he flopped himself down on his side. Letting the rain pelt on him as he sighed with annoyance. What a way to wait it out, he thought. There was a rumble... but it wasn't thunder, nah it was just Adrians' stomach.
ooc; open~
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