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Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 13, 2020 23:25:50 GMT -5
( stealing this idea from honey who stole it from faith. i'm making a bunch of open threads and pinging pi peeps that replied to the ac. feel free to reply even if you weren't pined, and this is optional but most of you said you wanted to rp with me. @samiam , this is your thread.) Dark blue paisley fabric traced along the ground, the one wearing it crouching low as he pressed the roots of a dogwood plant into the fertile soil. Normally, he didn't come to the western part of the territory, now mostly an abandoned field. But as Creek was getting better at maintaining the city gardens, Funk found himself missing the older, quieter gardens he had. Course, they were all overgrown and a mess when he found them, a few plants even dug up ungracefully. But nowadays, he let out a quiet sigh before getting to work. It was one of the few times he could be seen as peaceful, letting out a gentle purr as he pulled himself away from his work. Closing his bad eye, he looked over the scene before smiling. "There. Much better, huh?" The Nemesis purred.
Hidden in the near by foliage of leaves, her scent masked by the pungent aroma of the herbs around crouched a small, dark gray shape that could easily be missed if you weren't looking for it. she had come come here to get away, and find a little peace an quiet, luckily this spot was the perfect place for a small cat like herself to doze in the shade of the overgrown plants. At the time she thought no one else came here and that this was a place to escape when everything became too much. The Last thing she was expecting was to mildly startled awake by the sound of another cats voice.
The she-cat opened her eyes to see a glimpse of red Bengal fur through the stalks of ferns but couldn't see exactly who it was in the garden. She didn't need to, she knew his voice. "Is what better?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, clearly annoyed by the fact that she had, albeit unknowing, been rudely awakened from her nap.
Post by strawberrycupid on Jun 18, 2020 23:08:17 GMT -5
Funk scooted a little back when a voice rang out from in front of him. He, however, didn't recognize the voice at all. There was no reason for him to. His mouth clicked in mid frustration as he stood up straight."Well, not this. Come on, come out. I'm sure Sen sent you to keep an eye on me." The Nemesis waved his tail to beckon them out. Stance loose as ever, like he was in complete control as ever. "Gee, I know this is her job and all, but it'd be nice to one day not be constantly stalked. I'm more like a kid who keeps their room locked whenever mom pulls up and listen to music in headphones cause I know she'll make fun of my taste." He finished with a snicker, craning his neck to the side and looking out at the distance for a second before turning back. "You can always just report back to her I'm being a dork and go to bed early. I don't mind." Not that he really had anything to hide anymore. Still, it'd save him some headache.
