Mallory the Black Cat
The Cream Jollin
Age: 10 years, 5 months, 1 week
Born: March 14th, 2009
Adopted: 10 years, 5 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)
Adopted: March 14th, 2009 (Legacy)
- Level: 236
- Strength: 515
- Defense: 457
- Speed: 435
- Health: 475
- HP: 475/475
- Intelligence: 323
- Books Read: 322
- Food Eaten: 242
- Job: Hotel Owner
Cryptozoology: because fake animals need love too!
Fained sighed. Mallory had fallen asleep on his stomach again, and the shapeshifter was certain that his bladder would implode at any given moment. With a muttered curse, the man slowly scooted out from under the cat, finally struggling up from the couch with a low chuckle. His breath was stolen as he turned, coming face-to-face with Vega. The grizzled thirty-year-old blushed to the roots of his hair, and Vega hummed in amusement, tracing a thin, slightly shaky hand down his peach-fuzz laden cheek. "Morning, hun," the other man murmured, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
Fained sighed happily, leaning in to the kiss, and practically purred as thin, lanky arms wrapped around his shoulders. He pressed a kiss to the shallow of his love's throat, feeling his heartbeat flutter. He felt beautifully alive.
"Ready to catch us a unicorn, love?"
Vega laughed, his throat shaking at Fained's lips, and tipped his chin up until Fained was staring into his big, brown eyes again. Vega winked, a healthy flush to his cheeks.
"Ready as always."
Fained Mania is a famed travelling cryptozoologist, married to Vega Akakios. He has submitted evidence of the following species: kyrins, kitsunes, large serpents in bodies of water, bigfoot, unicorns, mothman, chupacabra, giant anaconda, giant spiders (including the jba fofi), kongamoto, the trinity alps giant salamander, and many more. He also found evidence of thunderbirds before they were finally recognized by the scientific public.
Excerpt from "An Insider's Guide to Cryptozoology":
I've heard many stories told many different ways, but what most people leave out are the human elements - or, well, in my case, the inhuman elements. A reader isn't going to want to hear about some magical breed of fae you found living in your attic unless you tell a story - give them an anchor; someone to feel for. Even, or perhaps especially in my case, readers aren't interested in hearing how I stumbled across a unicorn tied to a tree. No, they want to hear how it actually happened, without all the life sucked out of it - how we faced it down, my husband and I, how we fought for our lives against it. Don't ever let anyone tell you that those bloody beasts are kind - nearly bit my ears off, it did.
They're ugly creatures, too, all gangly teeth and thick middles, held up by spindly legs. Downright nightmarish, really. But nevermind that - you see, that's what you need! That right there! You need a reason to hear about these creatures; something more than just the fact that no one's seen one before. You want to know what happened next, right? After all, if I just told you I saw an ugly horse in the middle of a forest, it wouldn't be very interesting, would it?
No! Not interesting in the slightest.
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