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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2018 21:47:13 GMT -6
Hide and Seekartanis is the best banana
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2018 22:25:05 GMT -6
 Night had fallen and Mas managed to slip away from his rather busy home. Most of his siblings had gone to bed, his parents were probably at a party or.. wherever they typically went to at night. Mas never knew, and he didnt want to know. His father was probably somewhere showing off his new slave, his mothers gossiping.. It was all so.. fake. He enjoyed the smugglers, the tunnels. This was real life, not just dressing up and pretending to be making it.
His soft orange eyes adjusted quickly to the dark, the moon shining overhead. Mas considered swinging by Bastien's house, but due to the time, decided not to. He was probably sleeping. Instead, he trotted down the street, a light cloak over his back to hide his distinguishable fins. He headed toward the tunnels, his second home. They were wet, dirty, and cramped, but he wouldnt want it any other way.
The sound of rats skittering across brick could be heard, followed by Mas's hooves splashing through small puddles as he entered the familiarity of the tunnels. He hummed quietly to himself as he made his way down, waiting to see if he ran into anyone he knew. The tunnels were always busy, no mater what time it was, so he was sure he would run into someone soon. |
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