Tranquility |Open|

[kycin]

The feline felt the evening breeze ruffle gently on her fur as she sat down with ease on the edge of entrance to the forest, the place where she would call her own hideaway, despite the birds that would watch crookedly, waiting for their chance for a decent meal, she would find herself alone and thinking, maybe even drifting off and spending a good rest beside a sheltered tree, but she wasn't in the mood for lounging about. In fact, she hardly slept at all after she had joined the Blue Bloods, it was a great deal, and maybe to the new crew members that accompanied her as well, but still, everyone was like family, unlike the one she had, but that was long gone, she had no time to so over them, the crew that she is part of is the reality. It was as if being a pirate was the real world, and being an ordinary cat was just a dream.

She sighed, flicking her ears as she leaned herself against a tree, feeling it's rough bark, wondering how on earth do blacksmiths or carpenters could make delicate weapons out of wood. She placed her paw on the belt which held her blade, ah, it was getting a bit tatty, she needed a new weapon to defend herself, but this'll have to do before she earned enough for one. Unsheathing her blade, she held it up before her, and the rays of the sinking sun made a shining pattern on the edge of it before it disappeared, and she averted her gaze to see the horizon, the faint, blue sky was turning into a pale mix of oranges and purple, and the clouds shifted across, even making patterns before they would move on to group off.

She remembered the day when she and Snow fought that bear, which reminded her she was in danger of encountering one, at the edge of the forest, her eyes narrowed, and she tucked her blade back in it's sheath, but she did not move from her spot, it seemed she was fine with just sitting underneath the tree, which created little splotches of light on the ground which came through the gaps of the leaves, she admired them, even a tree could make it's own art.

[kelvie]

Kelvie lingered at the entrance to the human-world forest, tired. Every day she struggled through insomnia, which made her constantly feel tired and unrefreshed, even after sleep. She lay on the grass, her muzzle between her front legs and her hind legs limp on the ground. She was just yawning when she froze, thinking she heard something, or someone. Using a tree to drag herself up to her hind paws, she looked to her right, along the treeline, and saw another she-cat looking around peacefully from where she sat at the forest's entrance. Kelvie stood there for a moment, trying to register that there was another feline at the woods. She stretched with her paws above her head and started walking leisurely over. She could tell by the cat's position and attire that it was a cat from the Kingdom; an ally. She paused a few tail-lengths away from the other cat. "Hello~" She said formally.