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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 6:37 pm
Tilting his head to the side, Apollo watched Venus through a cracked eye lid. Shaking his head he rolled over onto his side, a soft purr escaping him. Perhaps he could be friends with these two, he needed more friends, not just Roxy at the very least.
"Alright. We can be friends," he nodded somewhat scratching his head against the grass.
Silence came about him as his eyes closed, accepting the crispness of the night and the music of the night critters. All about the park the small lamps had started to brighten the gloom. Apollo had thought very much to head back to his home, but didn't want to leave his two new friends out here alone...
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 8:39 pm
Venus looked down over Apollo, you look sleepy, "You were definitely named after the God of the Sun. You are a daytime cat, like me. Schmee sleeps a lot during the day, I tried to wake her once and she almost stabbed me with her sword."
A moth flew off the trunk of a nearby and clumsily fluttered toward the light of the street lamp. Venus swatted at it, completely missing it but stirred the air up enough around it to knock it over to Hikari. "oh, I almost had it."
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Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 6:04 pm
Apollo rubbed his face with he paws before looking back over toward Venus as she tried to get a moth that had fluttered past her. Rolling onto his belly once more, his fur slightly filthy from the grass he had been laying in, though he didn't really care much about it. Silver eyes watched the moth as it fluttered carelessly over toward him. Hackles coiling a bit he leaped at the small fluttering thing, but his paws barely brushed a wing before it was pushed upwards and away from even himself. Well he wasn't the hunter either it seemed...
"Slippery little thing." He sighed laying back down with his fluffy tail wrapped around himself and his head resting on his tail, "Yea, I'm more of a day cat. But I have a feeling that I'll have to be getting more used to the night life. As I don't think many cats out here move too much during the day."
Yawning again, he cozied himself down in the grass for the night, though he really would have preferred to amble back to his little home in a back alley. Because when the morning came, the park would be loaded with humans and he wasn't looking to mingle with them too soon, nor get caught by someone and taken to who knows where....
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