05-22-2021, 06:11 PM
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When one grew accustomed to travel, they grew accustomed to sleeping wherever there was a place to rest. Calling a specific house or den 'home' grew into a distant memory. So it was with the clouded leopard, despite the fact he had been among the Pitt a few weeks now.
He had yet to claim a place specifically for his own. Westley hardly saw it as a grave issue, since he was more than comfortable sleeping in the branches of the jungle canopy. The longer he remained however, he realized he may pick up a few possessions and the convenience of his own place grew more and more obvious.
Let's see here. The paleblood hummed quietly as he wandered around the Pitt's camp, hazel gaze scanning the various empty treehouses. The caves had plenty of dens available, but he preferred the fresh air and higher vantage point of the trees. And I'll want room for some books of course. And a kitchen...
He had yet to claim a place specifically for his own. Westley hardly saw it as a grave issue, since he was more than comfortable sleeping in the branches of the jungle canopy. The longer he remained however, he realized he may pick up a few possessions and the convenience of his own place grew more and more obvious.
Let's see here. The paleblood hummed quietly as he wandered around the Pitt's camp, hazel gaze scanning the various empty treehouses. The caves had plenty of dens available, but he preferred the fresh air and higher vantage point of the trees. And I'll want room for some books of course. And a kitchen...
**Monachopsis (n.) —-- westley hawkins / paleblood / penned by petrichor