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As the sun started to leave to allow darkness to devour the sky, a certain tired griffin's heavy eye lids flickered slightly until opening to show his light green eyes, weary from his deep slumber. He stretched his large wings and uncurled from him hidden location. Mocha's sleeping pattern reflected his mutation-an owl. The kimera traveled through the pitch black sky, practically emitting a light of his own as he soared swiftly and quickly near the trees as a blur.

He was starting to do the same thing day after day; gathering a few meals like a ryuu or two to satisfy him and then falling asleep right when the sun started to become visible. The griffin sighed, glancing up at the moonless sky above him. A new moon, which would be the start ofa new month for him... He decided he'd make this new month different.. The griffin would try to be more social, if possible. He was lonely last month. He maybe caught sight of Nefret and was able to talk to her, exchanging words to ask how she was.. But that wasn't enough.

The light blue body swooped down, entering the ocean of trees. It had been only minutes later that he came out, a ryuu being transfered from his talons to inside his beak, eating it slowly while continuing to think to himself.

Mocha hadn't had a good conversation with Nefret--or anyone--where they'd maybe be able to share a story or two in a long time. He decided he'd give his friend a visit.. He finished the ryuu. He was satisfied; not just over the little meal of his, but over the fact he had a new plan for this month, and he was planning to stick to it! He grinned slightly to himself, heading towards the area he usually was able to discover Nefret snooping hanging around.

Mocha soared through the nice, cool breeze happily before stopping at the area, lowering down and into Nefret's viewpoint. He grinned with satisfaction--Nefret was here! His mission was a sucess! He beamed with a mix of emotions-excitement, happiness, sucess... Afterall, it was his -best- friend, Nefret!

The griffin took a deep breath. He was sure Nefret saw him, but it was always nice to start conversation with a greeting. "Hey, Nefret! S'been a while.. Whatcha been up to?" His cheerfulness was once something that was alien to him, but it was starting to become native.. He positioned himself so he was comfortbly perched on a rock. He was anxious to talk with her, though he was unsure what he'd probably say after they got through the normal discussion of 'how are you?' and 'how's the family?' He flicked his wings inwards, drawing them close to his back so he was comfortable in every way possible.

Mocha shrugged a bit; he averted his attention to the midnight sky while he thought about the simple question. "Me? When am I ever up to anything? Haha, I mean... Nah...Nothin'." He gazed at her with his green eyes, tilting his head to the side at her previous statement. "And wanting to go somewhere..? Whaddya mean? I mean... Like where?" He grinned, moving his attention back to her.

"And how's the family if I may ask? Are they still all over the place?"

“I see…” he said faintly, his mind drifting into his universe of thoughts.

The thought came across his head, What kind of lonely? He blinked and shook his head. Get your stupid mind out of the gutter, Mocha. You’re starting to sound like a sick pervert. “You can ramble all you need to,” Mocha mused, chuckling. “I won’t bite your head, will I? Either way… I don’t think you sound pathetic and I don’t see where you came up with that idea…”

Mocha was bad at encouragement or advice; whichever it was… He clucked his beak in disappointment. “Well.. Still, I think we can both sound lame together if ya want.” He was feeling content. No one could break his mood, not even Nefret's creep dad D:. He was talking with his bff good friend that happened to be a girl. What else could he want?

[[ Her talk about a bird reminds me of Yukiko. xD <3 Did you take that from her? Asjkhgjkfdhjhg. ]]

He listened thoughtfully, clicking his beak sympathetically. Too attached to her cage? He remembered her mentioning her father several times; would that portray to him? He wouldn’t ask though. Maybe she was embarrassed to say it was him directly. Or not. It didn’t matter though. “A bird staying in her cage..?” He mumbled to himself questionably.

“Perhaps you are just still questioning your independence? Perhaps you’re trying to stay on the easier side of things. Like, a bird in a cage is fed. No need to hunt. But once they’re released, they can’t depend on the food to come to them, they have to find it?” he rambled on. Heck, it didn’t make sense nor did it depict her situation with her father and her when he thought about it and listened to himself. “I guess I’m just saying you’re staying in the easy win situation. Not to be harsh in how that sounds..”

Of course that probably did sound insensitive. Mocha clucked his beak ruefully at himself. I’m being a jerk. Greeeeat. Smooth move, Mocha. Just smooth. All because you never had a family, just because you can’t completely relate to your best friend on this matter…Doesn’t mean you can be such a jerk to her. She’s only a kimera, just like you… Just with a different life style and struggling to see if it is right for her, he mentally noted to himself regretfully, still dwelling on his previous statement. But as soon as he was done dwelling over one thing, Nefret had finished stating some more of her ideas.

And they were thought-out. Fine, well, good… Whichever adjective applied. At least this was something he COULD connect with. “Heh, I had no brothers; only two sisters though one of ‘em passed away when we were still kids. I probably told you that already though but…” He tried to think how to word it. “I still never got to talk with my sister much. I just feel like it was all planned though, the whole one sister dead, the other vanishing in thin air. I guess you can say whoever God is, he’s got a plan for us all and he usually makes sure we aren’t with family so much or SOMETHING to compensate for that. Plans out disasters to happen to the best of us. Maybe it was his only way of saying, ‘I love you Nefret, but you gotta suffer at least a little like the rest of us.’ And maybe he said ‘I swear Mocha, I hate your guts, so I’ll make sure you’ll hate me.’ “ He grinned at his little joke. “Or maybe there is no god. Maybe your brothers just have some other priorities to concentrate on, and they decided to include family out. Not what one would wish for, but it’s a possibility.”

“Hell, I sound lame all the time. I over analyze stuff and make up stuff that probably aren’t true and just wing it and see how it goes.” He closed his eyes, still grinning. Nefret sometimes seemed the opposite of him: had a life with minimum trauma, unlike his with an overload of it, dependant on either her father or others when Mocha learned to care for himself… But she was intelligent. She knew her situation well and probably admitted it. Her decision so far to stay with her father was made of love, right? She felt her family deserted her and her father, and she couldn’t bear to do the same to him. Leaving him with no one else would be the one thing she didn’t want to happen.

She’s thought it all over, hasn’t she..? She’s smart and attractive. He felt his cheeks flush at the thought. He’s being silly AGAIN. Would it ever stop when he was around Nefret? Probably not. It would probably only amplify. “By the way, you aren’t dumb. At least, I don’t think so. If you start thinking of yourself as stupid, you will be stupid though. And I don’t want you to do that… That’s wasted brain power. You’re too good and sweet and logical to be thought of as dumb, silly..” He chuckled.

[[ Psssh, P4 needs to stop taking your ideas.
..'Cause I call plagiarism on them, ahaha. ]]

Mocha really doesn't get her; it's just DJ doing what she does best: RAMBLING. And being over analytical. His green eyes looked into hers with a sort of wonderment; he tilted his head to the side, intrigued by the theoretical turn this conversation was having. "Perhaps you should let yourself out of it sometimes. Not fully, just like an exercise. See how it feels to stretch your wings in the open air? Just... See everything you want to or whatever. Maybe if you let yourself out more and more - maybe later on you can become fully independent and your father won't mind? I don't know - maybe I'm sounding a little harsh, I don't know the situation well because I was never one that had to go through it." He clicked his beak. "As for destiny... It has to exist. Too...much has happened to be that's abnormal. Too abnormal to be considered an incident."

Why did he 'know' so much about her? It was... Strange. "Well, maybe I see a lot of me in you? If that makes any sense. We're kinda similar in a way. But I am older than you, and more experienced so to speak, so it's like looking at the younger me, in a way. Of course, that makes me sound like an old man." He made a goofy grin. "No, you won't really be stupid if you call yourself stupid, but if you convince yourself you are, you might as well be stupid. You'll lose self confidence and the way you perceive yourself will change negatively. Like, I say I'm lame, but I actually know I'm not and won't ver be, as far as I'm concerned." His eyes seemed to twinkle.