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The ice cracked under his feet but did not break, toes spread and claws dug into the unforgiving cold. But he made no move away, to move towards the bank ground and back to solid ground. Instead he stood on the knives edge, eyes watching the frozen water and wondering how if would feel if it did indeed crack under his feet. Wondered how quickly the delirium of drowning would reach him, wondered if anyone would notice a ghosts disappearance. Wondered if he would meet his old bloodline patriarchs and matriarchs in whatever sort of afterlife there was. Humming Eidolon, sat back, tail lazily twitching as he finally looked away and turned his attention outside his own thoughts, enjoying the solitude sitting on the frozen water brought him.
"Your awfully dumb to be sitting on cracking ice" came a rather charasmatic voice. A large brown tabby tom could be seen standing on the shore, his glowing fireball eyes were almost heated enough to melt the ice though they held no comforting warmth.
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POSTEDMar 1, 2019 3:18:14 GMT -5 TO primal instinct
Turning his head the tom blinked, cocking a brow and slowly pushing to his paws. Claws digging in deeper to keep himself from sleeping, "and you must have no life. If all you have to entertain yourself is come criticize me. Besides the cracks are superficial." To emphasis his point he stepped further out, turning to look across the small inlet of water, towards the shore on the other bank. He had been intent on going to explore it, still having no discovered all the new things the island had to offer.
