Curat
«Aaron ❝Noctua❞ Murdock»
|| Profile || Single || Ex-Angel || Attire ||
|| With-[Curat] || Feeling-[Normal] ||
"To sleepless nights..."
Aaron watched the man as he slowly moved from seat to seat until he was right next to him. He watched as a tan arm reached into his lap and scratched lightly behind the cats ear and Curat purred, Aaron smiled lightly but went back to nursing his bottle. The male spoke, asking him where he had met the dark purple cat. Aaron set his bottle down and thought for a moment, staring at the man. He didn't know how the stranger, or anyone for that means, would react to his kind. They would likely not care. After a moment later of taking in the male he ended up figuring out he was a shape-sifter, it was unintentional but just something that happened. "I meet him in a place that closely resembled Southern America, yet it was on a completely different plain of existence, when I came back.." He gave a small hand gestures around. "Here I guess this thing was with me so I made sure to keep them safe." He explained, watching the cat before blue eyes looked back up to the man. "Their name's Curat, by the way." He started, holding out his hand. "And you can go ahead and call me Aaron."
"...and dreamless days."
|| Profile || Single || Ex-Angel || Attire ||
|| With-[Curat] || Feeling-[Normal] ||
"To sleepless nights..."
Aaron watched the man as he slowly moved from seat to seat until he was right next to him. He watched as a tan arm reached into his lap and scratched lightly behind the cats ear and Curat purred, Aaron smiled lightly but went back to nursing his bottle. The male spoke, asking him where he had met the dark purple cat. Aaron set his bottle down and thought for a moment, staring at the man. He didn't know how the stranger, or anyone for that means, would react to his kind. They would likely not care. After a moment later of taking in the male he ended up figuring out he was a shape-sifter, it was unintentional but just something that happened. "I meet him in a place that closely resembled Southern America, yet it was on a completely different plain of existence, when I came back.." He gave a small hand gestures around. "Here I guess this thing was with me so I made sure to keep them safe." He explained, watching the cat before blue eyes looked back up to the man. "Their name's Curat, by the way." He started, holding out his hand. "And you can go ahead and call me Aaron."
"...and dreamless days."
Cherry-x-Sorbet
