Post by silver on Aug 7, 2009 5:56:55 GMT -5
{ reserved for indigo }
It was amazing. An experience the male never knew lay beyond the doors of his recent home, that of the clutches of pampering human beings. Ever since he left, everything had changed dramatically in his life, and the feeling of freedom, was something he was entirely astonished and delighted to feel. His mind was filled with those thoughts every moment of his young life, his heart pounding within his white tuft chest as the handsome feline trotted dainty, tail flicked high in elegance, a trait that he had remembered well enough from his youth. A gentle breeze graced the lands emerald blades beneath his soft coal pads, his prints now leaving a new trace of feline upon the earth, an entirely new and changed cat, one that one would believe have never even thought of stepping foot outside the world he so recently knew.
He stopped. For a long moment, he stood there, inhaling that cool air, the midnight sky having it's only source of lights from the shimmers of the gentle stars and moon from the sleeping heavens above. He watched the sky, peering deep within the moon's comforting embrace, those handsome emerald eyes seeming to pierce within it and beyond. A contented sigh escaped him as he gazed on in admiration, but it wasn't long before the male soon pressed his paws onward upon the grass, finding a place to settle, to even rest for the night. So far, his journey had been dramatic, and much of an experience to a recent house cat like him, although, anyone who would see him, and even meet him (based from his personality), some would say that he was a street cat all his life, and for that, he held a distinctive pride.
Eventually enough, the calm of the atmosphere led him to a rather comfortable resting place beneath a tree, where a rock lay just in front of it. A smile merged along his lips, his ears twitched as he scanned the area for any other creature that may have already claimed it, but to his relief, there was none. Somewhat satisfied, the male leapt up effortlessly before gentle laying himself down, feeling the coldness of the stone beneath his soft belly; although, it did not bother him. Merely, he lay there. Once more, his gentle eyes trailed toward the moon, once again admiring the perfection of its beauty, that contented smile remained, and he released a sigh, that of allowing all worries to flow from his once disturbed soul into the bliss of darkness, to never be seen again, his past forever left behind him. But there was only one thought upon this charmers mind that did seem to be wedged deep; was he to meet any others who would accept him... for who he was. Jacob Silverpaw.
