Post by Ferry on Feb 17, 2013 20:56:27 GMT
L i g h t is precious in a world so d a r kXXXXXX
The cat held a new prize, like it would whenever it normall stole something. In its maw, which connected to its dark brown mask laid a partial lot of bedding from one of the warrior's nests. Which, of course, the little tom had stolen. He liked thievery, and he was exceptionally good at thievery, he hadn't been caught.... Yet.
Roscuro scurried towards his own nest within the Nursery, his nest seemed to be much to large for him, as this made sense since he would often commite thievery in many forms. Mostly in stealing moss, although no cats made a complaint and just assumed he was playing around, he wasn't though, Roscuro didn't play around, not with these pitiful creatures that had taken him in. Of course, it was a nice gesture, not like he'd admit it, not that he'd say thank you, unless he wanted something. He wouldn't admit that he was thankful for being took in.
"Silly, pitiful little kitties. Leaving their treasures unattended for Roscuro to snatch up..." he paused slighlty for a few moments, standing up on his hindlegs as if to get a better view. The slim-built tom looked around and saw a figure of a Queen resting peacefully with kits curled at her side. Hmh, reminded him of his own horrible mother, who had thought he was strange, staring up at the light as if it was so precious. But, light was precious to him, he believed it to be the most precious of all things. He was fascinated with it, and was even fascinated at a patch that clung to the ground at that moment, and his large dark eyes stared at it for many moments, drawn to it.
Light to him, was beautiful.