don't talk 'bout me like how you might know how i feel
top of the world, but your world isn't real
top of the world, but your world isn't real
The void river stars are immediately in her vision as they don’t take the hint, and Caly’s whiskers twitch with another growl of annoyance passing through her maw. Never quite one to fight – unsure when she had actually fought something in the past and not just with her words, it leaves her at a bit of a disadvantage. Not that it matters too much given the instincts of the predator that’s also a portion of her heart.
Kaisel’s warning is one that she hears, but she’s already occupied with one of them that’s decided to menacingly cart wheel itself toward her. It’s inky tendrils reaching out with malice toward her that she deftly works to avoid, hopping over it as she curls her tail up before she promptly pounces on the one that’s been trying to reach her. Pale paws find the edges of the river star as she pins it to the ground, her claws digging into it with a wheezy kind of cry from the creature of pain and yet Caly doesn’t stop as she lifts one paw to carve through it without a second thought, staining her pale fur purple and black in the process.
Kaisel’s warning is one that she hears, but she’s already occupied with one of them that’s decided to menacingly cart wheel itself toward her. It’s inky tendrils reaching out with malice toward her that she deftly works to avoid, hopping over it as she curls her tail up before she promptly pounces on the one that’s been trying to reach her. Pale paws find the edges of the river star as she pins it to the ground, her claws digging into it with a wheezy kind of cry from the creature of pain and yet Caly doesn’t stop as she lifts one paw to carve through it without a second thought, staining her pale fur purple and black in the process.
Calypso
your world's an ideal
