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 Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:53 pm
Kachchi was a dancer.
He felt the rhythm like the beat of a drum that vibrated across the Earth. It rumbled through the grass lands, past the brush and dirt, straight into his heart. The young leopard took a deep breath, and thought of all the good times in his short life. Positive energy found it's way into his heart, giving his legs the wings necessary to carry him into a dance.
Of course, from an outside prospective, the little leopard cub could be having a seizure. He shook and bounced, slid against the ground and jumped up at random moments. Kachchi didn't care; he was free! Free as the birds in the sky with their sweet songs.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 8:09 pm
  Blyds was by no means a dancer.
Balk was a talker though.
"It looks as if that fellow over there is either being attacked by an invisible boar... or is well, I just don't know..." The yellow serval spoke to his slightly smaller protege while motioning with his head over in Kachchi's direction. "Either way, this is a great opportunity to teach you about interactions with others your own age, you can't run around with adults all the time, at some point you-"
Blyds was completely taken away by the movements Kachchi was performing, he looked so happy and vibrant it was as if Blyds was being attracted to at least attempt what the other feline was doing. As he bound for Kachchi's location the nearly fully white Blyds attempted to bounce in imitation of the potential friend, but as he drew closer his jumps became sporadic and put simply; pitiful. Just as he was about to call out to Kachchi Blyds four left paws reared their ugly toes, sending him somersaulting right past the dancing cat.
"That... Could have gone better..."
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