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"Everyone has to step outside their birthplace sooner or later- draw, write, or roleplay your character leaving their home for the first time in their life."
-EBC Training Info and Assignments Journal

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Stepping off of the steps was, well, Nun’s first step to exploring. Leaving his home in the very early hours with Allan perched on his back for some support. Cool dew peaked Nun’s curiosity as mist crept along the ground, winding and parting as he padded along. The water looked murky in the shadow of the ship docked nearby, but beyond that?

Oh, beyond that was <>fantastic.

Mist danced as soft ripples reflected the little sunlight present. The wooden ship rocked along with the movements and Nun couldn’t help but let himself be hypnotized by the scene. With a last glance back to the entrance to his home, the cheetah pushed on towards the docks.

His paws were near silent aside from his claws clicking against the wooden planks keeping the cub above the water. Allan shifted on Nun’s back, sniffing his mane, his own paws tightening to keep balanced as Nun hurried along. There truly wasn’t any rush, but Nun didn’t want to miss it! He’d heard some cats passing by talk about meeting at sunrise, and Nun just had to know why it was so special. Although, from what he’s seen, the cheetah agreed this was awesome.

A shiver ran through the cub as a breeze ruffled against him. It was a chilly morning but Nun didn’t wanna go back yet! He was almost to a good spot! Or at least he thought he was, he’d never chosen a spot to watch the water before. The back patio area was always enough to sate his need for exploring. It definitely wouldn’t after this. And as Nun finally got around the ship, his eyes widened.

Something tugged in his chest as Nun came to a stop. The sound of water splashing against wooden posts echoed in his twitching ears as the rising sun reflected back off of the port’s water. Clouds gathered in the sky looked so soft, like his mom’s fur, and were starting to turn gold like the waves. The cub settled down to lay and watch as that gold split and reconnected in some kind of rhythm. A song that he wasn’t allowed to hear guiding the water in a quiet waltz.

Allan slid off of the cheetah’s back, quick to instead circle to Nun’s front and try to burrow into the fluff of his neck. A paw came up to cradle the area for the rat to lay in, which he did happily. Content with Allan’s comfort, Nun’s gaze shifted back to the horizon. Slowly, the sun would peak over the waves and the light would reflect, turning heliotrope and apricot to wonderful the wonderful shades of a gilded rose. Small flecks of light even brighter in the morning light that settled over him and his rodent friend.

With his heart swelling to something he couldn't quite understand yet, the cub rest his overtop Allan’s body, who sniffed at him before burying back in the warm fur. Whatever this feeling was, Nun never wanted to lose it. He was going to keep this thrumming in his chest clutched close and hidden. No one else would get to see this airy buzz that was making itself a home in Nun’s already large heart.

No one would take this from the cheetah. He wouldn’t let anyone have the chance.

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Hi hello hi hi, I may or may not have lost my mind while typing this, please forgive me!
Also, shoutout to Nun’s secrets arc! He just wants to keep this to himself man, let him have the comfort of the sunrise on the docks oKAY???? I’LL CRY IF THIS GETS RUINED FOR HIM

also, I hope he told someone where you were going so early... NaAAAAAH!

WORD COUNT: 552
(+2 EP)

This is Nun’s GETTING OUTSIDE Training Assignment!
Allan belongs to Polarfleets
Nun belongs to Me!

(3/3 Assignments Complete)
(0/1 Warden Trial Complete)

Description
"Everyone has to step outside their birthplace sooner or later- draw, write, or roleplay your character leaving their home for the first time in their life."
-EBC Training Info and Assignments Journal

—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-

Stepping off of the steps was, well, Nun’s first step to exploring. Leaving his home in the very early hours with Allan perched on his back for some support. Cool dew peaked Nun’s curiosity as mist crept along the ground, winding and parting as he padded along. The water looked murky in the shadow of the ship docked nearby, but beyond that?

Oh, beyond that was <>fantastic.

Mist danced as soft ripples reflected the little sunlight present. The wooden ship rocked along with the movements and Nun couldn’t help but let himself be hypnotized by the scene. With a last glance back to the entrance to his home, the cheetah pushed on towards the docks.

His paws were near silent aside from his claws clicking against the wooden planks keeping the cub above the water. Allan shifted on Nun’s back, sniffing his mane, his own paws tightening to keep balanced as Nun hurried along. There truly wasn’t any rush, but Nun didn’t want to miss it! He’d heard some cats passing by talk about meeting at sunrise, and Nun just had to know why it was so special. Although, from what he’s seen, the cheetah agreed this was awesome.

A shiver ran through the cub as a breeze ruffled against him. It was a chilly morning but Nun didn’t wanna go back yet! He was almost to a good spot! Or at least he thought he was, he’d never chosen a spot to watch the water before. The back patio area was always enough to sate his need for exploring. It definitely wouldn’t after this. And as Nun finally got around the ship, his eyes widened.

Something tugged in his chest as Nun came to a stop. The sound of water splashing against wooden posts echoed in his twitching ears as the rising sun reflected back off of the port’s water. Clouds gathered in the sky looked so soft, like his mom’s fur, and were starting to turn gold like the waves. The cub settled down to lay and watch as that gold split and reconnected in some kind of rhythm. A song that he wasn’t allowed to hear guiding the water in a quiet waltz.

Allan slid off of the cheetah’s back, quick to instead circle to Nun’s front and try to burrow into the fluff of his neck. A paw came up to cradle the area for the rat to lay in, which he did happily. Content with Allan’s comfort, Nun’s gaze shifted back to the horizon. Slowly, the sun would peak over the waves and the light would reflect, turning heliotrope and apricot to wonderful the wonderful shades of a gilded rose. Small flecks of light even brighter in the morning light that settled over him and his rodent friend.

With his heart swelling to something he couldn't quite understand yet, the cub rest his overtop Allan’s body, who sniffed at him before burying back in the warm fur. Whatever this feeling was, Nun never wanted to lose it. He was going to keep this thrumming in his chest clutched close and hidden. No one else would get to see this airy buzz that was making itself a home in Nun’s already large heart.

No one would take this from the cheetah. He wouldn’t let anyone have the chance.

—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—-.—.—.—.—.—-

Hi hello hi hi, I may or may not have lost my mind while typing this, please forgive me!
Also, shoutout to Nun’s secrets arc! He just wants to keep this to himself man, let him have the comfort of the sunrise on the docks oKAY???? I’LL CRY IF THIS GETS RUINED FOR HIM

also, I hope he told someone where you were going so early... NaAAAAAH!

WORD COUNT: 552
(+2 EP)

This is Nun’s GETTING OUTSIDE Training Assignment!
Allan belongs to Polarfleets
Nun belongs to Me!

(3/3 Assignments Complete)
(0/1 Warden Trial Complete)