07-16-2020, 11:35 AM
Another day.
Atticus couldn't complain too much. The boy had never intended to stay within The Pitt this long, but things happened to work out that way. With Ivan's attack, Moth's death, and his father's untimely leave, the tabby succumbed easily under the world's weight. It helped that there was a supportive community here. With Silentgrave's silent approval and Sweeney's undying love, he felt weirdly at home. Even so, the lurking thought of suspicion loomed in the back of his mind. Had he made the wrong decision by staying? Should he run back to Tanglewood and preach for forgiveness? Would he even be forgiven for his many sins? Doubt it. Thus he stayed, lurking in the shadows and exploring the outskirts of the group with ease. By this time, Atticus knew The Pitt's territory and had embraced their ideals... despite his family's pushback. They were gone though. Why would they care? Loose strands of his past faded away into the abyss, leaving an unhinged cat amongst their ranks.
Following Sweeney willingly, he sat down beside her. Yellow eyes narrowed up at Silentgrave. Wandering thoughts wondered why he stood tall at the podium. Perhaps he was announcing his leave? A surprising engagement? Maybe one of his mysterious allies showed up out of nowhere? No one ever knew with the strange being. The thought of a takeover never crossed his mind. Atticus could only watch and listen, hoping for an interesting announcement at the least.
Atticus couldn't complain too much. The boy had never intended to stay within The Pitt this long, but things happened to work out that way. With Ivan's attack, Moth's death, and his father's untimely leave, the tabby succumbed easily under the world's weight. It helped that there was a supportive community here. With Silentgrave's silent approval and Sweeney's undying love, he felt weirdly at home. Even so, the lurking thought of suspicion loomed in the back of his mind. Had he made the wrong decision by staying? Should he run back to Tanglewood and preach for forgiveness? Would he even be forgiven for his many sins? Doubt it. Thus he stayed, lurking in the shadows and exploring the outskirts of the group with ease. By this time, Atticus knew The Pitt's territory and had embraced their ideals... despite his family's pushback. They were gone though. Why would they care? Loose strands of his past faded away into the abyss, leaving an unhinged cat amongst their ranks.
Following Sweeney willingly, he sat down beside her. Yellow eyes narrowed up at Silentgrave. Wandering thoughts wondered why he stood tall at the podium. Perhaps he was announcing his leave? A surprising engagement? Maybe one of his mysterious allies showed up out of nowhere? No one ever knew with the strange being. The thought of a takeover never crossed his mind. Atticus could only watch and listen, hoping for an interesting announcement at the least.