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 Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2012 1:50 am
 Mother had sent him off. It was time for him to do his duty. Zevneia did intend on finally making her happy.... but even the best of his efforts always seemed to go awry. He couldn't claim it wasn't his fault, as he knew it really was. Still...that loose pocket there...that less then attentive woman with her purse...that amazingly teasing bit of string! These were all things Zevneia just had to stalk!
Zevneia's tail swung back and forth, the fluffy tip brushed against the back of his legs as he prowled down the street. His eyes kept darting about looking for...well...those distractions that always called to him. He knew he needed to get himself to his destination of course. Eventually...eventually...
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2012 6:37 am
Neola had perched herself up in a tree. She muttered once or twice under her breath, only her and the wind knowing what it was she spoke. Delicate fingers ran through the broken plumage on the lower portion of her wing. In a recent storm, she had misjudged the wind current and took a nasty fall. As a result she was faced with a few broken feathers which either had to be fix or plucked. "...Stupid weather."
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2012 7:56 pm
Zevneia's dual colored eyes darted left and right..then he paused and glanced up. It was to be expected to see the feathered wings of birds in the trees. It was another thing entirely to see the feathered wings of a pockettu! Oh..Zev was well aware that some Pockettu had wings. He had wings! Though his were too small to let him fly. He did enjoy how fashionable they were, and they helped immensely in his balancing when he needed a little extra help/
Still, when he peered upwards and spied the girl sitting in the tree...Zevneia's cat like tail arched up behind him. He couldn't hear what the girl was saying....but that didn't mean much of anything to the werejester! With a little flutter of his wings, he walked up to the tree and peered upwards. Zev flexed his fingers, then dug them into the side of he tree. He hefted himself up using his toes and hands to the lowest branch.
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