Constance
River wakes up in the mossy beds in the mansion, cobwebs here and there, ane vines creeping in through broken windows and coiled around random objects.

*River's eyelashes slowly flutter open. He was just barely thirteen, and lived all alone in a overgrown mansion, accompanied by a overgrown greenhouse as well. He didn't mind it though, it felt like home.*

*River shifts into his cat form and hops down from the bed, trotting out of the room. Vines were coiled around random objects and also peeking through broken windows as dim light shone through them.*
Irene
Walking through the forest, he would discover the building.
Constance
*River runs his flank against the railing then trots down the stairs

*He hops through a broken window, a shard of glass not touching his skin. He was outside now, beside the greenhouse.*

*Rivers black pelt reflected slightly as the dim light peeked through the trees, not noticing the nearby being.*
Irene
He would approach the building. Interested in what's inside.
Constance
*River noticed the human nearing his home and canters off, the leaves crunching beneath his paws.*

*What if the person tries to stay in his home? How would he get them out?*
Irene
He would rush towards the sound.
Constance
*River breaks into a sprint, into the greenhouse.*

*River skids to a halt, turning around to face whatever was nearing him

*River skids to a halt, turning around to face whatever was nearing him.*

*Seeing the person, his cadual begins to lash and he lets out a hiss, and his auricles pinned. River couldn't let them know he was a Pure Hybrid, he couldn't let him know he was anything else, what if they tried to kill him for some reason?*

*River wanted to use his powers, but that would give his true form away, a witch.*

*Rivers gaze scanned for an exit, but he knew all of the ways just leaded to the same exit. What would he do?*

*As felines are easily distracted by fast moving objects, he turned his attention to the nearby beetle on the ground.*
Irene
He would see River. His eyes flashed purple for a moment or so as he spotted him.
Constance
*River tilts his head up to face you, he was wondering what he should do. He couldn't show his humanform, way to dangerous so he had to pretend he sas just s regular cat.*
Irene
``WOAH!!! A CAT!!``
Constance
*River blinks. The being seemed quite happy in his presence. Strange?? He just sits, coiling his cadual of his mitts. He purrs in a low tone.*
Irene
``My brother would love this.`` He would rush to the cat at insane speeds and just grabbed it.
Alva
The cat is NOT dyingg
Constance
*River hissed as he was suddenly picked up. Oh shit, what the fuck do I do now?..*
Irene
``You're my friend now!``
Constance
*Friend? I guess I can work with that. He'll never know im actually witch though. River just purrs, his cadual flicling.*
Irene
He would start walking west. Yapping about how he killed that one dude with the thanators.

``So, like, I shot him! And he survived! So I stabbed him halfway to death and had my pet Jaguar chew him up!!``
Constance
*He wonders whats a thanator. And why does this kid talk so much? Weirdo. Does he like killing people? Whatever. As long as he doesnt get killed.*
Irene
``And there's this one time where I slit this dude's throat and his blood sprayed EVERYWHERE!! He looked like a fountain!``
Constance
*River didn't really mind the yapping too much

*River didn't mind the yapping. He hasn't talked to anyone in a while. It felt nice.*

*River would map in his mind the directions so he could get back eventually.*
Irene
``Are you a real cat?``
Constance
*River just purrs, pretending not to understand ehat they were talking about.*
Irene
``Anyways, there's this one time where I beat the shit out of some dude! I bashed his face into the floor until it came off!!``
Constance
*River attempts shrugging, but he couldn't, cats dont have collarbones. Plus, that would be human-ey, that'd guve stuff away

**River attempts shrugging, but he couldn't, cats dont have collarbones. Plus, that would be human-ey, that'd give stuff away anyway

*River attempts shrugging, but he couldn't, cats dont have collarbones. Plus, that would be human-ey, that'd give stuff away anyway. He just curls up in your srms, getting comfortable

*River rests his cheek on your wrist somewhere, his chest vibrating in a purr. His cadual swaying a little. He liked listening to people speak, it felt comforting strangely.*
Alva
Not back completely