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Villager: The Author

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Villager Info

ID: #398741

Name: The Author

Gender: Female

Location: Oceandome

Born 4 months, 23 days ago

Career: None

Owner: Pikabolt


Species: Big Cat

Color: Chibi Tiger

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House: Oceandome House (250/250)

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About

Name: The Author (true name unknown)
Age: ??? (looks like her late teens or her early twenties)
Favorite Color: yellow
Likes: writing, reading, running, gaming, birds, Christmas, and snow
Dislikes: the cold, overheating, seizures, confrontations, and being harassed
Favorite Food: Mammoth Roast Feast
Hated Food: Phoenix Fire Hot Wings
Other: Toyhouse, abstains from Priest's Death by Mocha by choice, carnivore

Exploring the forests of Ouroboros, and marveling at the peaceful nature of the island, you come across a clearing occupied by a lone villager, sitting on the grass with her back against a tree. One writing in a blue book with a pencil in paw, a blue and white budgie on her shoulder. She looks focused - you don’t know why you’re mentally referring to her as a she, but it just feels right. Is she writing in a diary? Or maybe it's a story in progress, you can’t tell from over here.

You wave and say hi, and the king cheetah stops writing to look up at you, startled. She can't be anything else, with her markings and mane hair, even though her spots are quite unusual. The inside of her spots are in a rainbow gradient rather than the golden tan of her fur, and patterned as if she walked on all fours rather than the bipedal her actions suggest. Maybe she does both, like Polaris?

"Oh. You're not- you're not one of mine."

"My name? I don't...just call me The Author. Names have power, you know? Especially certain names in certain places. What about you?"

"Oh, that's a good one. Very nice. I might steal that, hang on."

The king cheetah takes a moment to write something down in her book - presumably your name - before looking back up at you.

"Right, sorry about that. Was there something you needed or were you just saying hi?"

"Getting to know everybody, huh? Nice. I’m glad.”

Putting aside the question as to why she’s glad you’re getting to know everybody, you can’t help but ask the burning question on your mind: if The Author is a girl. The king cheetah laughs, before giving you an amused smile.

“Yes, I am a girl. I made sure you could just tell.”

“What do I mean? That’s a story for another time, I think.”

"My parakeet? Oh, don't mind him. His name is Storm. He's a feathery ball of anxiety though, and doesn't do well with strangers. Earning his trust was something years in the making. But we're good friends now."

The Author gently strokes Storm's chest, who chirps happily and leans into her touch.

"What are my hobbies? Well, writing, as you can see."

The king cheetah holds up her book for a moment before lowering it again. Still all you've seen of it is the cover, but as the book is a simple, uniform blue, that tells you nothing as to what the contents may be inside.

"It's a story in progress. And no, you can't read it yet, I'm not done. As for other hobbies, I love gaming. Reading, too. I've taken up drawing recently as well, and am slowly but steadily improving. It's like writing; practice over time is the best way to get better. Oh, oh, and whenever we're lucky enough to get snow, I'm all over it. I don't like being cold, but when there's snow that all goes out the window."

"Well yeah, normally it wouldn't snow on an island like this. The ocean wouldn't allow it."

The Author smiles.

"But we've got a spirit of winter living here. Arya makes it snow during the wintertime, and it's awesome. She says winter isn't complete without at least one snowing, and I agree with her wholeheartedly."

"No, actually, my favorite season is fall. I love how the leaves turn so many pretty colors. There's a bit of a chill but not much. Just because we're out on an island here doesn't mean it's guaranteed to be hot, humid, and sunny all the time. We do have seasons, they're just a bit muted weather-wise."

"You need to go, huh? That's alright. I'm glad we met; I'll remember this meeting for you, even if you won't. Maybe, when we meet again, you'll be able to remember too."

Before you can ask what in the heck she means, the king cheetah smiles at you sadly, before fading away, much to your shock. And then-

You blink, before smiling and calling out a greeting to the chibi tiger sitting in the clearing in front of you, who answers happily, several birds coming to land on her paws to chow down on the birdseed held there. You move on; seeing another visitor like yourself was nice, but that's not why you were out here. You continue on your way, grinning at the sight of colorful butterflies alighting on tropical flowers, and seagulls crying overhead. This really was a beautiful place - maybe you should take some flowers home?

Oh, there was an idea - you could carefully uproot some of the hibiscus, plumeria, and bird of paradise here to take back home, so you'd have your own plants rather than cut flowers that wouldn't last very long. And butterflies, too; they could easily be bred to produce some truly stunning colors, but that was if you could catch them first.

That would be your first goal. The flowers wouldn't be going anywhere, but the same couldn't be said for the butterflies. With an excited grin, you get started on your hunt.

Comments 5

    • :> thanks so much <3

    • I honestly don't know. But thank you very much for your kind words. It's always nice to have someone appreciate art ;)

    • The white seal turned over to the spotted feline "Gee, Thanks!" He said with a smile. "Your quite adorable too!"

    • GG, found you in random panties and recent panties at the sane time lmao ^^

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