dwiby
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Post by dwiby on Oct 22, 2013 23:12:58 GMT -6
There she was. Tricked. Deceived. Obsessed with the mysteries that lie beyond her soul. With nothing but the fur on her back, the small calico kitten sat on the edge of ThunderClan territory, practically starved. You could see her rib-cage, and her eyes were wide, outlined by saggy eyelids. "H-Hello? Anyone here?" Of course. She was all alone, just as she had been her whole journey. No one gave a fleck about her. No one would give a fleck if she died. She wanted to die. She wanted to crawl up into a hole and die.
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Post by Daydreamer on Jan 29, 2014 20:04:32 GMT -6
The tom cat found himself wandering across the territory of his home clan, feeling bored and needing something to entertain himself with. Perhaps he could hunt, or bother some apprentices by making them do chores. He halted at the border, an unfamiliar scent creeping into his senses as his icy-blue gaze rested upon the stranger. His optics narrowed, watching the newcomer intently. "Name and business,"Opticalillusion demanded, flicking his black and white tail.
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