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Emptygrave

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Feb 17 2018, 05:18 AM
A long lean shadow crept across the pavement, the abandoned area of the city all but quiet and lost in its own forlorn vacancy - two legs had long abandoned this place and it showed in the growth creeping across dilapated buildings and crumbling architecture.

A long slow exhale and a slow blink of pale eyes set in a narrow severe face took in the sights - a dark shape, a living ink stain broken only by the multitude of thin creeping scars like streaks of white paint to the deep dark, padded across the cracked roads along this borderline.

The scent told him enough, so he was in the right place then.

A wry smile as the cat sniffed, long fangs that marked the only strangeness about him flashing in the wan morning light - bloodsucker he'd been so disdainfully labelled, an insult to his nature and a poke at his difference perhaps but the dark cat had hardly cared.

Each sneer that had said those words was painted over with a wide red smile now either way.

The tom stretched, claws that never seemed to stay sheathed for long scratching at the stone briefly before he settled into a seated position to wait.

Emptygrave blinked into the slowly rising sun peaking above dead buildings - if this group was everything rumour said, he'd found a home for sure - or at least a place to rest his aching paws in exchange for his talents and time.
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