[wren]

Originally Posted by Megan

(I used to be that way too)

krake had moved around quite a lot in the last few days. Like the wind and weather he moved frequently changed on the drop of a dime and wasn’t seen in the same place twice. Ever. He liked it that way- he could leave things behind and not worry about trying to fix them because he could just leave it behind and be done with it. Funny how those things worked, he never stayed long enough to get to attached and just long enough to fuel for his next journey across the country. It was the life of a nomadic cat. A great one if he could say so himself. Snow littered the ground now and moving around lots became more difficult, it was a challenge to leave unnoticed as he was like a black dot on a white cats fur, A black cat in a white cat crowd. So during these winter months he liked to find himself a place. A temporary and slightly permanent settlement for a bit. He approached the sound of water trickling over stones and carving a path through the valley. He approached it swiftly and leapt down into the small little revenge it had itself situated in. With a relieved sigh he bent lapping up the fresh run off thankfully