(Time to throw Shelby at you!)
Shelby Suka Minster
Male, 21 Years Old, Medic, Almost Half Way With Tobias And Not, Cafeteria, Tags: Open For All, Feel Free To Approach This Mini Angered Ball Of Fluff Mood: A Tiny Bit Angered
Walking into the cafeteria, he was growling to himself, slightly pacing as his face twitched in annoyance. Kicking his feet out harshly and stomping them in the same manner every step he took. It was like her was imagining fighting something. Rolling his neck a little closing his eyes, he did a controlled breath. In, then out. When it didn't work to calm his nerves, he spoke out loud to himself, thinking aloud. "I really need some sort of medication for this." Growling it under his breath in hopes to make himself slightly laugh, the attempt fail. So he continued pacing in thought. This was a normal scene for the body when he was frustrated or anger. It was easy to feel intimated by his actions, but, he couldn't hurt a fly with his slim and weak form.
Jayleen Lynn Wilder
Female, 14 Years Old, Outsider, With Tobias, Outside A Hotel. Tags: Atlas, Sebastion, Bonkers Mood: Curious, Anxious For Her Pet
The cat mewed at the boy, sitting down, unsure what to do. She wasn't really hungry, but. It was meat. Her tail stood still as she sniffed it, edging closer by shuffling her white mitts closer. The slightly elderly cat sniffed, licked, then chomped down on the meat, then tugging it away as fast as she could. Jayleen ran up to the corner her cat had disappeared to. Walking over the corner, and turning, she saw the man with her cat eating meat near her feet. "You gave my cat food?" She tilted her head, looking down on Bonkers, then up at the man. Crouching down to the cat, she stroked her fur, check for any marks once again. like an overprotective mother. That protective mother spirit was in her, when she started caring for her niece.
It had always beenn in her since she was first alone. She had to. This cat was now the only meaning in her life left. When she dies soon, she can only hope there will be something else there to replace it. Or her blue and grey eyes, will be bland and empty pupils. She could imagine it. She slightly shivered. The ashen and golden pelted calico finished the meat and turned her head to her owner. Settling onto her hind legs, she stared once more. She was always the quiet cat, not much to say form her. She just wanted to lie around in the sun and not have to deal with the undead. She just wanted safety and comfort.
"Fallen Angel In The Dark Never Thought You fall So Far! Fallen Angel Close Your Eyes I Won't Let You Fall Tonight" -3 Days GraceBut, It's Too Late At All To Pull Me Backhttp://www.roleplay.me/photo/364000