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RIM – Rare Freedom Tie
Freedom days have come to Jamaa! In their honor, we present to you this Rare Freedom Tie for this week’s Rare Item Monday!
Not including scarves, neckwear can can be traced throughout history, most commonly with soldiers that used neckwear to let others know that they belonged to a particular group.
Louis XIV of France began wearing what would eventually become the contemporary necktie in 1646. This launched a fashion craze that spread all over Europe and was worn by men and women.
Let’s start our own fashion craze by wearing all of our freedom items and decorating our dens with red, white and blue to celebrate Freedom Days in Jamaa!
It’s MONDAY! Grab- umm- BUY the Monday Rare to celebrate FREEDOM DAY!
(Credits to: http://animaljamfire.blogspot.com/2012/03/rare-mondays_26.html?m=0)
A Rare Tie! Even if it’s a tie, it was members, and
it’s still now! Well, I shouldn’t fret that much, should I?
Biology… I’d love to explain, but I’m kind of in a rush.
Chapter 3- Sir Gilbert
Part 2- Twenty-Seven Years Later
Sir Gilbert- that was what he was called. He aced every battle against phantoms. Despite he was all grown and all powerful, he could not stop to wonder what it feels like to be another animal or another thing. He knew rabbits hopped, but he wondered what it feels like to run in a zig-zag pattern when an eagle tries to capture them. Or what does it feel like, when you’re a wolf and the rain wet your fur? Does it feel the same like a tiger’s fur would when it gets wet?
‘Sir Curiosity’ was Sir Gilbert’s nickname given to him by his allies. His allies were five animals. A white tiger named Doctor Cottontail, a yellow tiger with orange stripes named Precious Sunnytiger, a dark purple tiger named Magical Thetemple, a black and grey tiger named Emperor Vonpaws and a sky blue tiger named Daredevil Firststone. They all got separated after the phantom attack and found each other. The five grew up together and avenged the dead tigers by defeating phantoms.
One day, Sir Gilbert saw a bunny strode by. Immediately, he pounced on the bunny, it’s fur as white as snow, as silky as the finest silk. “Tell me, bunny. What does it feel like when your fur is wet?” he asked, his eyes full of curiosity.
The bunny’s eyes weren’t directed to the eyes, which were begging for answers. The bunny’s eyes were staring to Sir Gilbert’s sharp claws, his menacing look. “L-let m-me go,” stuttered the bunny.
Sir Gilbert was dismayed, but let the bunny go. For years, that was the only answer he got from bunnies.
Precious came over to Sir Gilbert. “Is curiosity so important to you?” she asked. “Then come. Follow me.”
Precious sounded different, even her skin sparkled blue, but Sir Gilbert’s curious nature couldn’t resist the temptation to know more. The two walked miles and miles. Suddenly, Precious disappeared in a vapour of blue. Before him, Sir Gilbert now see some sort of temple. The ground was rough and some pebbles were onto it. He wanted to get through, hoping that Precious might be at the other side. Instead, a wolf was on his way. Oddly, Sir Gilbert did not pounce. Maybe it was because of those cold eyes… with a hint of being betrayed. Although those cold eyes were not directed to him, Sir Gilbert felt it bore right to his skin.
I’ll end my story here. I’ll also end my post here. Bye! Until tomorrow!