Cinder didn’t make much effort to hide her shock at Glow inquiring about dogs and other manners to make her go away, her big eyes looking up at the blonde woman both with surprise and disappointment, hoping to make contact and share her state of distress with the girl. How do you turn a dog...
Right back at you, man! Your greeting and then quickly escalated friendship made me realize that there are always hidden gems in every corner of the internet, all across the world (well, you're not so much hidden since you contacted me, but I hope you get my point!). I appreciate all of your...
As Cinder kept following Glow around town, now starting to slowly learn some of the alleys and recognizing a few buildings every now and then, she become more and more aware of how tired she still was. She had never stayed in cat form for so long before, that alone was an unneeded strain on her...
Okay, enough playing, Cinder decided once she heard Glow saying she couldn’t leave out the window. First she wanted her out, now she didn’t? The blonde didn’t cease to confuse the half-cat with her duality. With a quick flick of magic, she opened the window and hopped down the building...
Cinder found something oddly comforting in Glow’s voice as she reassured her she could eat the bird meat (chicken, she presumed by the taste), that it was all yummy, all hers, as if she was some small kitten who needed to be cooed into finishing her meal. It was endearing, and she unconsciously...
For once, Cinder was… dreaming. There was no imminent chaos, no natural disaster, no war, no dying, she was once again a kitten, with her siblings from her litter surrounding her in a warm embrace. The memory of her family was a bittersweet one that she mostly tried to repress nowadays, given...
Cinder
Species: Cat-kin
Age & Gender: 317 Year Old Female
World of Origin: Cat-gemm (previously named Maithgemm)
Occupation: Elder Sage and Advisor of Rulers
Personality: Cinder is generally aloof, easily bored and just as easily entertained by the smallest of things. Due to her age, she...
Cinder started coming to atop a roof tent. Of course, she had no idea what it actually was, she just enjoyed the texture of it, and thus started kneading her claws into the fabric. Her whiskers twitched ever so slightly signaling she was about to yawn, and when she did, she rolled on her back...
I am a simple fangirl, I see no.6, I post. (doesn't mean I am looking particularly for that, but it's always nice to see a fellow fan)
You can call me Meep~
I wouldn't mind discussing some ideas with you if you want ^^
It was a quiet day in the forest, as usual, and Cinder found a spot to lie down on the generous grass, looking at the sunlight flittering through the trees, making the leaves shine and glisten as the wind gently brushed past them.
It felt really good to be able to relax for once, recently...