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narrowing his gaze at the vanishing feline, he dwelt on his mere stone. basking in the glistening sunshine, warming his ebony coat and the rippling muscles underneath it. he apprehended how tedious his existence was; slumber, feast, slumber. it was a repetitious rotation that was easily tearing his interest in anything apart. he was a mere example for some publications or for austere internet posts. he heard and introduced himself to the language of nature, of all the fauna abiding in this unfortunate little dungeon. it was demanding not to, when lethargy tore at his heart, he did what was best. orient the language of the diverse species. learn the expression and a few words of the human class. how some looked his way, piqued and stunned, yet how some seemed mortified and terrified to approach the enormous glass barricade. mostly those were little misshapen children, maneuvering around and slamming on the thick coating of glass, but behemoth could not do anything to his liking. he just sat and observed them interact behind the barrier. although despite his drawn attention darting to the humans tackle pictures with their oval cameras, behemoth craned his flaxen-hue irises to the zookeeper toss scraps of meat through the iron fences that were in front of him. with the metal clanging to the steel rods, his bristling physique waked and tackled to the fragments scattering all around the earthy ground. he did not savor the scraps like a famished wolf, he sort of dawdled with a thought puckering his mind. he wasn't isolated. no, there was a feline here too. and to starve her, was a compelling thought, but if he agreed to get out of here alive and soon, he needed to keep her refreshed for that moment if it would happen. as much as he endeavored to evade this from happening the moment this panther got here, he couldn't evade it for longer. taking the scrap between his keen teeth, he slunk over to the feline that seemed to settle near the gnarly grove. |
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Echo's eyes were hooded, and only a thin sliver of emerald could be seen between her eyelids. She had been savoring the feeling of bark on her skin, remembering how the trees in the rainforest felt. She listened to the leaves rustling in the light breeze, the soothing sound almost lulling her to sleep. She was about to fall into the black void of sleep when a slightly familiar scent reached her nose. Echo opened one of her eyes and tried to identify the smell. It...sort of smelled like deer, but with a sour tang. Humans can mess up anything, even prey. She thought, rolling her eyes. Echo missed the forest and the musky flavors of the prey she used to hunt. She missed the thrill of the hunt and the satisfaction of killing her own food. I guess I'll have to get used to humans giving me food. She wondered how long the humans made the fauna go between feedings. Back home, as long as there was enough prey to go around and no competition for their food, Echo and her sister never went hungry. They could hunt whenever they needed to. Echo shook herself. She needed to stop comparing her old life to her new one. It would get her nowhere, and cause her to daydream and become distracted, possibly making her miss her chance to escape. Echo noticed the other panther slowly striding towards her tree, so she stood up and stretched quickly, before jumping down and landing lightly on her paws at the base of the tree. She sat down and waited for Behemoth to reach her, curling her tail neatly around her paws. She glanced over at the wall of glass on the other side of the enclosure, feeling irritated that the humans were still there. "Are those humans ever going to leave us alone? Do they live here?" Echo muttered bitterly to herself. |
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Hey, really quick, I’m going to be going on a 10-day trip with my family, and I’m not entirely sure if there’ll be wifi for me to log on to WP to RP. I’m not ignoring you, don’t worry! Once I get wifi, I’ll hop on and reply! I’m still really interested in RPing with you, don’t worry. There may or may not be wifi, so if I can get on, I will. Thanks for understanding! |
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