[All of these carriages and not a chocobo in sight.
Pel makes quite a striking figure in the colorful lights of the city: her black steel steal armor glinting, her lance strapped to her back.
On a whim more than anything else, she jumps from the edge of one building, then hops across several cars stopped at a light, using them as stepping-stones, then leaps onto the building above. She grins, ears and tail flicking curiously, peering down from the building to see if anyone noticed.]
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN:]
A.
[A gray-skinned, purple-haired cat-person is walking down the street, a dead alligator slung over her shoulders. Pel looks... well, pleased. Like a cat who's caught a bird.
Of course, the question is whose doorstep is she going drop it on?]
B.
[A small, bony slip of a young woman with cat ears and a tail is trying on sunglasses in an upscale boutique. She's wearing a yellow floral-printed sundress and keeps posing in front of one of the mirrors, checking how each pair looks.
But it's just not the same without a companion. Out of the blue, she taps another patron on the shoulder. She's wearing heart-shaped sunglasses, candy pink.]
Do you think this would match the dress if I wore pink shoes?
[Pel flicks the sunglasses downward, revealing bright yellow eyes. She smiles, her sharp canines showing.]
Pel || Final Fantasy XIV: A Realm Reborn | OC
[All of these carriages and not a chocobo in sight.
Pel makes quite a striking figure in the colorful lights of the city: her black steel steal armor glinting, her lance strapped to her back.
On a whim more than anything else, she jumps from the edge of one building, then hops across several cars stopped at a light, using them as stepping-stones, then leaps onto the building above. She grins, ears and tail flicking curiously, peering down from the building to see if anyone noticed.]
[CHOOSE YOUR OWN:]
A.
[A gray-skinned, purple-haired cat-person is walking down the street, a dead alligator slung over her shoulders. Pel looks... well, pleased. Like a cat who's caught a bird.
Of course, the question is whose doorstep is she going drop it on?]
B.
[A small, bony slip of a young woman with cat ears and a tail is trying on sunglasses in an upscale boutique. She's wearing a yellow floral-printed sundress and keeps posing in front of one of the mirrors, checking how each pair looks.
But it's just not the same without a companion. Out of the blue, she taps another patron on the shoulder. She's wearing heart-shaped sunglasses, candy pink.]
Do you think this would match the dress if I wore pink shoes?
[Pel flicks the sunglasses downward, revealing bright yellow eyes. She smiles, her sharp canines showing.]