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another pic of Acea, wanted to show off the question mark on her back :3
this is a weird position to draw ._.; kinda sucks lol.
anyways
background story time!
from Acea's pov :3
{It was all so dark.
But I could hear it all.
Words that described people.
Animals.
c r e a t u r e s .
I could hear it on the wind.
In the grass.
The brush.
Floating from the sky.
n e v e r c e a s i n g .
I learned this language from those things.
I don't know who spoke all of this, but they were fluent, and it helped. They spoke as if I was with them, but I could never sense them. Never see them. Never feel them.
I don't know why I'm alone. Or where I came from.
w h o a m i ?
"Acea..." the voices whispered to me.
I listened.
That was who I am.
A c e a .
It only took a few hours for my eyes to open, peering through the dark brown-red hair I possessed on the top of my head.
It was bright, too bright, and I found myself closing my eyes briefly, before opening them again, pupils reduced to tiny slits.
Ears turning forward, listening.
Nose twitching, smelling.
Tail turning upwards, feeling.
Paws pressing onwards, walking.
s l o w l y .
f a s t e r.
"Don't stop..." they whispered.
"N e v e r S t o p . "
Born in the plains, in silence, just living off of the sound of the breeze and the voices.
The voices that I longed for.
So I followed them.
Trailing onwards, never ceasing my journey.
In search of the bustling voices, the sound of screeching.
The city.}
[[Fin.]]
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