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Sylvester muttered something under his breath. He wasn't actually going to class, instead, he was going back outside. He just needed to make sure that the teachers didn't spot him. As he went around a corridor, he shape shifted into his favorite animal, a cat. Everything was much different as a cat. For one, anyone could easily step on him and two, the ground felt a lot colder on his paws. As the Black American Short Hair gracefully dodged the sea of teenagers, he made his way outside, into the mostly empty courtyard. There were a few people smoking here and there but they hadn't seen him yet. |
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Neutral
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*she noticed the cat and thought of how handsome it looked, then let out a loud meow in greeting, since the tree she was in was near where he was* |
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Neutral
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*she noticed the cat and thought of how handsome it looked, then let out a loud meow in greeting, since the tree she was in was near where he was* |
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Neutral
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*she noticed the cat and thought of how handsome it looked, then let out a loud meow in greeting, since the tree she was in was near where he was* |
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Lightbringer
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Sylvester heard the meow but at first chose to ignore it. His yellow eyes flickered in annoyance. He skillfully leapt up a few branches of another tree where he loomed over the other people. His lean, shadowy black figure sat down, glaring at the students who were oblivous of his presence. |
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Neutral
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*she shifted into her fav small cat form, a beautiful Grey Tabby mix with Cheatu and hopped from branch to branch with the gracefulness that only cats had, and perched in a branch near him* |
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Lightbringer
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Sylvester noticed this, scoffed and moved a bit furthur away. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable, it was mostly that she was annoying him. Even though he had to admit, she was beautiful, he shook his fur out as he sat on another branch. |
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Neutral
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*she shifted into her fav small cat form, a beautiful Grey Tabby mix with Cheatu and hopped from branch to branch with the gracefulness that only cats had, and perched in a branch near him* |
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Neutral
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*she whined but kept her distance, admiring his coat, then went into a fit of sneezing because of the smoke and preceeded to attack one of them, yanking the cigarette out of his hands and throwing it away, hissing as she did so* |
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Neutral
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*she whined but kept her distance, admiring his coat, then went into a fit of sneezing because of the smoke and preceeded to attack one of them, yanking the cigarette out of his hands and throwing it away, hissing as she did so* |
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Spring 
Night Weather: 
Brimstone Moon: 
