Zoneout, a mutated cat, stood in a graveyard, slowly swaying. The cats eyes stared forward, not focused on anything. The look on his face was not that of sadness or happiness. Why was he in a graveyard? He didn't know, he had forgotten. This may have bothered him briefly but not for long as the creatures emotions where always distant. Maybe it was the other way around. Maybe it was distant from the emotions. Distant from everything.
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That was a short piece that has to do with this characters complex mind. It has many sides/settings, this is only one.
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Zoneout
RandomA short and random pieces that have to do with one of my fursona. This is Zoneout, the mutant cat.
