Find someone who supports you like this cat supports his owner’s music
This is the purest thing that has ever existed
Awwww! They’re both so happy!
THAT IS LOVE, MY FRIENDS.
Red rubbed his forehead a moment as his world stopped spinning…
It didn’t take long, and he quickly lifted himself a portion of the way, hands
planted on the ground to help him sit up once he was done gawking at this cat
creature. It was dressed in mostly red, dark shades at that, yet it’s hair was bright
green and it’s eyes were a complimentary purple and yellow. Overall, they
looked like the sort of cat amalgamation you’d see in a bad animated show.
This cat creature seemed to almost be mocking Red, balancing
his sword on it’s foot while making some sort of noise that Red assumed was
supposed to also poke the bear. He rolled back a bit, jumping right to his
feet. This seemed to catch the eye of his catty opponent, who tossed the sword
into the air with it’s foot. The cat that Red could assume was probably
Haruhara seemed a little shaken when it didn’t come back down to be caught in
his empty hand. Haruhara looked over, watching as pixels and energy formed a
sword that hovered just in front of Red’s outstretched hand.
Red let the sword float there a moment, noticing the
intimidation it set into Haruhara’s face. Then, finally, he took it from it’s
place in the air. Haruhara was no expert, but that sword didn’t exactly look
like something meant to be one-handed… Either Red was overly confident, or
Haruhara wouldn’t want to get hit with that thing.
“Rather rude of you to introduce yourself by slamming my own
weapon into my head. You must be the Haruhara I just heard about?”
Haruhara’s tail swayed back and forth rapidly behind him,
ears perked up at the mention of his name. “Yeah, I’m Haruhara alright.
Haruhara struck a pose, grinning with some cheeky air about
him. “The great living paradox! One of a kind and here for a little sparring
Red cocked a brow, losing a bit of the previous tension in
his posture as he took in what had just been said.
“So, she was right. You are training to fight someone huge,
yes? Who would that be?”
Haruhara was a little startled by this tone shift from Red.
It was a little hard to tell with the borderline monotone Red spoke in, but body
language doesn’t lie.
“Yeah, someone big… A Hellgod, from how Grace described him.
Red looked at Haruhara a moment before laughing softly,
sword disappearing in a flurry of pixels. He shook his head at the now rather
offended cat before speaking in a more firm, emotive tone.
“Don’t go getting yourself killed.”
Haruhara was about to protest, calling out for Red to wait
as Red disappeared in his own storm of pixels and light…
“…I hate him already.”
He lies in the shadows
Watching for the best opportunity
First is the ringing
Soft, almost unnoticeable
“Did you miss me?”
His aura flickers blue and red
But he’s calm
His suit is flawless, dark grey in hue
Tie the color of blood
And dark eyes
His smile is unwavering
Even still, he draws you in
With a single phrase
“Just let me in.”