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 Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 10:20 pm
 With no destination in mind, he walked. Pale eyes stared straight ahead, making it difficult to see any branch or whatnot that happened to be poking up from the forest floor and threatening to trip him. Still, destination or not, Futurelist had walked this path before and knew it well. He was most at home in the trees, away from the hustle and bustle of social life. There was a time he could almost remember a friendly kitsu or two trying to get close to him. It had never worked.
Lifting his head, he watched the sunlight dance between the fall-colored leaves of the canopy. "Nice day..." he commented thoughtlessly without really meaning it. It was a nice day, that was true enough, but he wasn't exactly thinking about the weather. Shutting his eyes, he stood where he was for a moment, face turned up to the sky. Honestly, he wasn't thinking much at all. And while his expression seemed constantly unhappy and his fur perpetually stained with tears, he currently wasn't feeling much, either. Nothing more than the physical sensation of a cool breeze that blew through the trees not long after he stopped.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 10:39 pm
Nestled within the forest floor, a brightly colored egg was a huge burst of color against the green and brown pallet. Headphones with gentle music played, echoing for a little ways around this small treasure.
There were birds near it, staring like it was trying to decide if it was one of theirs or to leave it to die. The egg, of course, wouldn't die. One look at the thick blanket wrapped around the base and that was sure. Someone left it here; some poor mother would be missing a baby.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 6:42 pm
Sucking in a deep breath, Futurelist lowered his head. Eyes narrowed on the ground, he watched the motionless dirt for quite a while before beginning his trek once more. Mere minutes later, something different caught his attention. Musically oriented, his ears were rather sensitive. And considering that his own oversized headphones were currently lowered to nothing more than a whisper, it wasn't surprising he was able to hear the gentle music in his proximity. In the middle of the forest, he had no idea where music would be coming from. It was unusual.
Stepping forward and past a bunch of leaves, he suddenly felt something smooth and hard against his paw. Looking down with a start, he was rather surprised to see a lone, brightly colored egg. Just how could he miss such a thing? ".... Are you alone? he asked tentatively, knowing full well that the unhatched egg--which looked like what he thought was a kitsu egg--couldn't answer him. Glancing around, he wondered where the mother could be. How could she just leave an egg uncared for?
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 2:22 am
Something was touching him! The little kitsu inside could feel someone touching the shell, could hear a low voice above the music that played constantly. As if the egg knew, it started to grow warmer and even wiggled towards the thing touching him. Despite the blanket, his top half was cold and he didn't care much for it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 4:45 am
Eyes widened. Sure, it probably shouldn't have surprised him too much. Despite how little time he spent in the realm HQ, he had seen the strange mobility eggs possessed, rolling to and fro. Still, he hadn't expected the little thing to come any closer. "Be careful," he muttered, awkwardly tugging at the blanket and draping it over as much of the egg as possible. It wasn't easy with the headphones in the way. Did unborn kits really need to listen to music? Maybe it helped them develop or something. Plopping down onto his bum, Future sat over his new little ward nervously. He really had nothing better to do. He supposed he could wait for the mother... Lifting a paw, he touched the top of the egg.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 10:09 am
And as if to smile, the egg attempted to roll until it was leaning against the other, still nestled in the blanket, headphones down at the bottom of the egg. Yes, this little egg was going to be taken care of. At least, that's how the egg felt. Oh, how he wished he could break free from the egg to see what kind of thing found him and was talking to him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:45 pm
The adult tensed. Physical contact wasn't something he was overly used to, even though the egg had already somehow rolled itself in his direction more than once. And it wasn't that he disliked being touched. On the contrary, he simply wasn't used to it. His persona didn't allow others to get remotely close to him very often. Future let out a soft sound, looking away from the egg and glancing around. "When is your mother coming back?" he questioned quietly, ears sliding back. Again he was talking to an egg... Of course he didn't expect an answer. "Is she not coming back at all?" He had trouble believing that. While he'd never cared much for anything in his life, he'd seen plenty of happy mothers fawning over their eggs. Standing, he moved away from the covered egg, peering further into the distance.
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