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 Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 11:26 pm
The small female coffee was left sitting in the middle of the swamp alone, once again unsure of where to go in her life. Her eyes had betrayed her surroundings so fast that day that she still wasn't sure of where she was. Akiva hadn't known where she was ever since she'd left that island all by her lonesome. No one else had been on that island with her, no candy, no coffee, no nothing. Not even a human to break up the inevitable flow of stupor that had poured over the stupid island.
Now... she was where?
Lost, that's where she was. She was lost with no idea of where she'd come from and no idea where she had even planned upon going.
Clapping a dark brown paw over her face, she reclined back on her hind legs, the tattoos on her belly shimmering in the watery light pouring through the great leafy Mint Trees above her.
Akiva was lost once again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 2:14 pm
the sound's of pleasant chatter and noise of public socializing broke the silence of the morning as the side door of the newly established "Swamp Side Cafe" eased gently open. a gleaming claw slipping off the door handle, as as equally stunning figure stepped out into the cool morning.
the sounds behind him muffled as the door closed shut.
Heritage loved mornings. he found them to be the most beautiful. and the Cafe was also so busy, he found it a good excuse to go out and take a walk,
straiting out leaves, and bushes as he clawed slowly along. dark eyes in a constant state of sadness, the only hint of any other emotion was a softness not worn by many Coffee, as he brushed his unusually soft claws over a caramel cat tail
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 6:24 pm
Both of her shimmering gold eyes were closed as Akiva forced her mind to think as fast as possible. So she was... where? Where was she?
Her mind racing and her claws tapping across her pale stomach, the little coffee female tried to decide her next move. Which inevitebly ended up being her dipping her nose down into the coffee for a drink to 'clear her mind' so to speak with the caffine euphoria that would follow.
Yet it didn't help.
Beyond even caring at that moment, Akiva started to trot in a direction. A random one that she chose... only to wind up smacking into something and getting tangled up in coffee leaves on the ground, her hind legs in the air as she thrashed about and tangled herself more.
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