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The day had drawn out longer than it needed to, if you asked Novem.

With the hustle and bustle of all the cubs and adults fumbling over themselves, left Peeper and Novem staring into the water, though Peeper more intently than Novem. She knew Peeper had seen something different than her, and she might not ever understand, but she could accept it, at the very least. After all, she was stuck on how water existed in such large quantities, how it had it's own force, thoughts, and personality in the sand. Whereas the pitiful droplets she was offered back in her cubhood was flat, cold, and unforgiving

Cubhood.

She had just turned a year, at least that's what the healers told her. It was one full cycle of the seasons, despite having only seen 2 of them for herself. This was to make her wiser, hypothetically, and eventually rank into this "Apprenticehood". Ahem, Novices they called it. Honestly she didn't entirely feel as though she needed it. While she didn't understand a whole lot, she didn't need Help from some adult. The one was only barely helpful in holding her cloak for her, and honestly that didn't give her incredibly high hopes. They held it so high over everyone, while it never became infected with the small stones, it was hard for her to reach, and -- ugh.

All of this was so ugh.

Such a big fuss over this puddle of water you couldn't even drink from.

And she tried.

It was not acceptable, and she proceeded to show this puddle how she really thought of it by adding her own rear end tasting liquid to the godawful mixture of salt and misery. Certainly this would do, she hummed as she settled down on the stone, watching the moon gleam off the waves and stone. It wasn't always this round, usually there was a dark circle carved into it. But tonight it was perfect and free, glowing, even. Beautiful, as always, and even Novem was aware that it was considered generally more gorgeous than herself. Not necessarily hindered by her pink hues as the humans would hum and haw over.

She was also acutely aware of the short, stubby adult watching her from where everyone else slept, probably feeling a need to nurture her. As if she needed an adult, as if she needed parents, as if she needed Anyone. She didn't. She could do this all alone. Certainly--

Placing one paw over another, she leaned back to the moon, humming to herself softly, and wishing Petal were there. I am not usually this bitter, and yet... I'm as cold as the moon. Inhaling slowly, taking in the cold air, and warbling a soft, raspy note that eventually grew clear. It wasn't loud by any means, not enough to wake anyone, but just send some notes across the water to hopefully make her message clear to the white orb in the sky.

Her song danced off the valley in high, reflective tones only her ears could pick up, and for a moment, things were good.

Maybe the sea wasn't so 'ugh' after all.

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Wake Riders
Stone Empire is located in close proximity to the ocean, and as such it plays a major part in the Empire! Draw or Write about your cub’s first expedition to the beach (with an adult escort, of course!). How do they feel about the sand? The ocean?

Novem has completed an assignment! Shortly after her beach trip with the others, that night, she spent some time considering the situation at paw. Especially with the stress of growing up.

I'm so sorry she's kinda a bitch

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EPPP??

Novem/art/writing belongs to me

Description

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The day had drawn out longer than it needed to, if you asked Novem.

With the hustle and bustle of all the cubs and adults fumbling over themselves, left Peeper and Novem staring into the water, though Peeper more intently than Novem. She knew Peeper had seen something different than her, and she might not ever understand, but she could accept it, at the very least. After all, she was stuck on how water existed in such large quantities, how it had it's own force, thoughts, and personality in the sand. Whereas the pitiful droplets she was offered back in her cubhood was flat, cold, and unforgiving

Cubhood.

She had just turned a year, at least that's what the healers told her. It was one full cycle of the seasons, despite having only seen 2 of them for herself. This was to make her wiser, hypothetically, and eventually rank into this "Apprenticehood". Ahem, Novices they called it. Honestly she didn't entirely feel as though she needed it. While she didn't understand a whole lot, she didn't need Help from some adult. The one was only barely helpful in holding her cloak for her, and honestly that didn't give her incredibly high hopes. They held it so high over everyone, while it never became infected with the small stones, it was hard for her to reach, and -- ugh.

All of this was so ugh.

Such a big fuss over this puddle of water you couldn't even drink from.

And she tried.

It was not acceptable, and she proceeded to show this puddle how she really thought of it by adding her own rear end tasting liquid to the godawful mixture of salt and misery. Certainly this would do, she hummed as she settled down on the stone, watching the moon gleam off the waves and stone. It wasn't always this round, usually there was a dark circle carved into it. But tonight it was perfect and free, glowing, even. Beautiful, as always, and even Novem was aware that it was considered generally more gorgeous than herself. Not necessarily hindered by her pink hues as the humans would hum and haw over.

She was also acutely aware of the short, stubby adult watching her from where everyone else slept, probably feeling a need to nurture her. As if she needed an adult, as if she needed parents, as if she needed Anyone. She didn't. She could do this all alone. Certainly--

Placing one paw over another, she leaned back to the moon, humming to herself softly, and wishing Petal were there. I am not usually this bitter, and yet... I'm as cold as the moon. Inhaling slowly, taking in the cold air, and warbling a soft, raspy note that eventually grew clear. It wasn't loud by any means, not enough to wake anyone, but just send some notes across the water to hopefully make her message clear to the white orb in the sky.

Her song danced off the valley in high, reflective tones only her ears could pick up, and for a moment, things were good.

Maybe the sea wasn't so 'ugh' after all.

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Wake Riders
Stone Empire is located in close proximity to the ocean, and as such it plays a major part in the Empire! Draw or Write about your cub’s first expedition to the beach (with an adult escort, of course!). How do they feel about the sand? The ocean?

Novem has completed an assignment! Shortly after her beach trip with the others, that night, she spent some time considering the situation at paw. Especially with the stress of growing up.

I'm so sorry she's kinda a bitch

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EPPP??

Novem/art/writing belongs to me