YOU ARE RIGHT. *RIPS OFF LOINCLOTH* TARZAN IS FREEEEEE
ALLAH DAMNIT NOT AGIAN
I DO WHAT I WANT MOZE. *CLIMBS UP A TREE*
OOC: Tarzan is back
And I will be honest, I pretty much forgot that tumblr existed for a while there. Got caught up doing a bunch of stuff (including graduating, yaaay) and yeah. And then I remembered tumblr did exist and realized I hadn’t been on in a while and left Tarzan in a dusty corner of my computer so I’m bringing him back out. :)
@Tarzan
“I was thinking about cold,” he replied, “The jungle is never cold. When I came to England, I was…” He couldn’t think of the English word for ‘shiver’ so instead he rubbed his arms to emulate, letting his shoulders tremble for emphasis. “… All the time. And J— my friend said that it gets colder.”
Snow White listened carefully. “Oh so it made you shiver?” She said. “I’ve never been to England but if it is anything like here then ja, it gets very cold.”
“I—” He stopped himself. Perhaps he shouldn’t say anything; what if the people here liked it cold? He should to if he was from England, but he could not find it in himself to appreciate winds that stung and bit at your cheeks. “I don’t like cold,” he said finally, his brow returning to its ape-like furrow.
@Tarzan
He looked up, coming out of his trance. “No!” he said quickly, seeing Snow White’s worried look. “I am… thinking!” he added.
Now he’d gone and upset the one human who had offered him shelter. Great job, he thought to himself.
She smiled with relief. “Oh alright then… What where you thinking about?” She asked.
“I was thinking about cold,” he replied, “The jungle is never cold. When I came to England, I was…” He couldn’t think of the English word for ‘shiver’ so instead he rubbed his arms to emulate, letting his shoulders tremble for emphasis. “… All the time. And J— my friend said that it gets colder.”
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Tarzan did see the smoke, and it made him uneasy. Smoke to him meant there was a fire. Every muscle in his body was tensed to flee, but he took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. Pocahontas looked calm, and he would too. The last thing he needed to do was be frightened in front of her again. He wasTarzan, dammit.
“Don’t worry. Everyone is very kind in my village. We love visitors.” She put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “It’s near sunset now. That means the village is getting ready for the Spring feast! There will be lots of food. Would you like to join us?” She asked.
Feast? that word sounded familiar… he was pretty sure Jane had taught it to him at some point. Then Pocahontas mentioned food and Tarzan, being a creature of instinct, had his interest peaked.
He gave her a bright hopeful smile from his lower position on the ground and nodded excitedly. Food was always good.
Pocahontas gave him a smile in return. “Now we can go down the long way along the shore of the river…..or we can jump off here!” She said with suspense. “Which would you prefer?”
He looked down at the drop, then back at her. Well, if she was actually giving him a warning… there was nothing that Tarzan loved more than feeling like he was flying through the air. His mother Kala had had many a heart attack watching him careen off a tall cliff face.
He looked up and grinned at Pocahontas, silently giving her his answer.
“Alright. Just do what I do and everything will be fine. It’s actually very fun!: Pocahontas told him. She walked back to where the trees began and broke into a run. With a leap she went over the edge and gracefully dove into the water. When she came up she waved up to Tarzan. “Go ahead! Your turn!”
He watched her jump over and land headfirst with a splash. With a hearty sigh and excitement pumping, Tarzan leaped forward, letting all of the air rush through him. For a moment, he felt like he was soaring, and then gravity took over. He lined his body straight as an arrow, letting out his customary jungle cry before he shot into the water. The coolness was refreshing and after a second’s recovery, he kicked to the surface to regain air.
(( Asdglkhsg I’m sorry I’ve been absent! Should have more time to be on tumblr now ))
When Tarzan came to the surface Pocahontas couldn’t help but laugh like a child. “Wasn’t that fun?!” She asked him. “We should hurry. It will be dark soon and my father will be expecting me back.” She told him as she lead them to the shore.
((It’s okay! No worries!))
He laughed in reply, adrenaline pumping in his ears. With a quick kick of his feet, he paddled in the direction Pocahontas was heading. That drop was the most refreshing and exciting thing he had done in a while, and he swam to shore with eagerness, suddenly filled with energy.
@Tarzan
“Winter, spring, summer and fall…” he repeated under his breath. He said those four words over and over, trying to commit them to memory.
“Ja.” She smiled. “Right now we’ve just started spring. Thats when everything comes alive again.”
“So spring is the cold time?” he asked. The light breezes were chilly to a jungle dweller like him.
“Nien, spring comes just after winter which is the cold time. Though spring could be a bit chilly too.” She explained.
He mulled this over, his mouth forming into a pout as his brow furrowed into a characteristic ape expression. How much colder than this could it get before it was impossible to live in?
“Did I upset you?” Snow White asked anxiously, misinterpreting the pout completely.
He looked up, coming out of his trance. “No!” he said quickly, seeing Snow White’s worried look. “I am… thinking!” he added.
Now he’d gone and upset the one human who had offered him shelter. Great job, he thought to himself.
