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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:57 pm
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Wakana sighed lightly, eyeing the clouds hurtling towards her general direction, rain clearly on its way, even if you had no sense of smell. Frowning, the brown female picked her body up slowly, stretching ever muscle as she did so. There was no need to hurry anyway; After all, she couldn’t join the drum meeting being held. Though to say she didn’t resent it would be a lie.
Even though she truly did suck at keeping a beat with her paws, sang so bad the lizards ran away, and seemed to be tone deaf she did believe she was musical. She just… needed to find the right instrument to use.
Wandering away from the pride towards the mountains, Wakana batted her paw at a small puddle, smirking slightly as the droplets glittered around her. Who the hell was she kidding, music wasn’t her talent. All she was good at was being loud and whistling to get someone’s attention.
“…and ya’know what. I don’t care. Might be useful being a loud whistler.” Grinning proudly she nodded, believing what she said to be true. After all, if there was one thing her mother taught her that stuck it was to believe in your own devices.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 8:10 pm
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Suramuni was not one to complain. Usually. However, the God Haven had been almost intolerable recently what with the vast amount of noise. Several of the younger immortals were busy learning how to fly and training. The resulting shrieks, screams, giggles, and other loud noises were enough to drive anyone to distraction. Especially when someone enjoyed nothing more than sitting and thinking.
So, Muni was forced to stroll the mortal lands. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but he was rather conspicuous. Still, if he stayed in less populated areas he could wander and get his quiet thinking time without distraction.
He hummed quietly to himself as he contemplated his latest train of thought: the mortal perspective of morality or 'right vs wrong'. It was a complicated issue and was likely to keep him occupied for quite some time.
His tendency to get lost in thought often got Muni into a little trouble here and there. The most common incident happened when he was so engrossed in his own thinking that he walked right into another's path. This happened yet again today. He was startled out of his reverie by the sound of a voice coming from the area just in front of him. Looking around, Muni saw a female mortal standing not far from him. He blinked a few times and pondered his options. He could fly away, he could disappear, or he could stay and have someone to talk to.
Decisions, decisions.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 8:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 8:45 pm
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