06-05-2009, 07:58 PM
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400+ WotD: Abstemious
Catalyst had remained quite abstemious in diet since the incident at the borders, and that surely wasn't a healthy sign at all for a puppy that was young as herself. For an individual this young, at this moment Catalyst felt a strange sensation of feeling weathered, old. The death of Ril'o really took the natural innocent spirit right from her, and who knew when it was to be revived, or who would be the one to bring it back upon her. The china doll female was getting lost in the sway and sounds of the ocean, letting her ears drift to each distinct sound and melody that rose from the beach and the ocean, until words cut through the tepid sounds. Flicking her ears immediately back, it was as if Catalyst was startled from her spell of gazing out into nothing (and which it could be clearly shown as she was, slightly jumping at the little voice).
Snapping her head around to where she could see the individual who was the source of the voice and words, the anxious puppy was met with another that was quite like her, although she was bigger and looked a couple months older than her. Drifting back to the occasion with Alexey, she noted that there was only Conor and Emwe that were the only other puppies in the Dahlia ranks, and seeing that this puppy was not a boy puppy, Catalyst was instantly confused. Was she a trespasser, stranger? No, she clearly smelled of Dahlia.
Letting the opposite pup's question reverberate in her mind, it was obvious that she did not look like a Conor or Emwe, but what struck her was Avarice. Released from her spell of self loathing and misery entirely, Catalyst instantly became suspicious of her. How did she know her sister? Who was this? Catalyst certainly didn't want to share the incident she had with Conor here not too long ago, and had yet to meet this Emwe that she spoke of. Now, fully twisted around, with her heart picking up crescendo in beats from getting scared initially by her voice, Catalyst did what she would usually do in a suspicious situation; answer a question with a qustion. "Who are you's?" She inquired right back, dual eyes studying the tawny girl closely, and then went on to add: "An' where you's know Avarice from?" Her voice stated her clear suspicion that she felt. Ever since the monster puppy eater with Avarice, Catalyst kept her sibling's names as mum as possible, not to mention giving away too much information to strangers she didn't know.
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400+ WotD: Abstemious
Catalyst had remained quite abstemious in diet since the incident at the borders, and that surely wasn't a healthy sign at all for a puppy that was young as herself. For an individual this young, at this moment Catalyst felt a strange sensation of feeling weathered, old. The death of Ril'o really took the natural innocent spirit right from her, and who knew when it was to be revived, or who would be the one to bring it back upon her. The china doll female was getting lost in the sway and sounds of the ocean, letting her ears drift to each distinct sound and melody that rose from the beach and the ocean, until words cut through the tepid sounds. Flicking her ears immediately back, it was as if Catalyst was startled from her spell of gazing out into nothing (and which it could be clearly shown as she was, slightly jumping at the little voice).
Snapping her head around to where she could see the individual who was the source of the voice and words, the anxious puppy was met with another that was quite like her, although she was bigger and looked a couple months older than her. Drifting back to the occasion with Alexey, she noted that there was only Conor and Emwe that were the only other puppies in the Dahlia ranks, and seeing that this puppy was not a boy puppy, Catalyst was instantly confused. Was she a trespasser, stranger? No, she clearly smelled of Dahlia.
Letting the opposite pup's question reverberate in her mind, it was obvious that she did not look like a Conor or Emwe, but what struck her was Avarice. Released from her spell of self loathing and misery entirely, Catalyst instantly became suspicious of her. How did she know her sister? Who was this? Catalyst certainly didn't want to share the incident she had with Conor here not too long ago, and had yet to meet this Emwe that she spoke of. Now, fully twisted around, with her heart picking up crescendo in beats from getting scared initially by her voice, Catalyst did what she would usually do in a suspicious situation; answer a question with a qustion. "Who are you's?" She inquired right back, dual eyes studying the tawny girl closely, and then went on to add: "An' where you's know Avarice from?" Her voice stated her clear suspicion that she felt. Ever since the monster puppy eater with Avarice, Catalyst kept her sibling's names as mum as possible, not to mention giving away too much information to strangers she didn't know.
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