02moonpelt02
Rogue
You integrated wrong. Moron. :3
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Post by 02moonpelt02 on Jan 31, 2009 1:39:24 GMT -5
Amira Isolation has hollowed her, can someone fill her heart once more?
Her breath misted in front of her as she shivered in the cold, frosty morning. She was sitting in the abandoned twoleg nest, out of the snow that was falling in soft flakes on the frozen ground, just starting to cover the earth with its magical blanket. But she didn't notice the beauty of her home, all she saw was a shell of what kindness and magic she had once felt before. Her group was now gone, The Drifters, because the had accepted a traitor in their midst. Dapple. Just the thought of the name made a growl rumble in her chest, still sore from the battle one moon ago. The traitorism had come out in the open when an old friend of her's, Killer(her throat tightened in fury), and together they had gathered together a group of rogues and attacked her group, causing their shrieks and yowls to be heard all around. All of her group had either been injured too seriously to be saved or they had disappeared during the night. In the end, Amira had gone back to her abandoned twoleg nest and stayed there for the past moon. During that time, her happiness as leader of the Drifters had disappeared and she had become an empty shell, all her hope lost in her time isolated. Now she shivered in the cold and deadness of leafbare, still freezing but coming to an end. She listened to the loud silence of the world and closed her eyes in defiance when she heard footsteps, almost as if one of her Drifters were coming back from hunting. she shook her head as the noise became a little louder until they stopped. she opened her eyes and looked at the entrance to see the silhoutte of a cat standing in the doorframe.
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02moonpelt02
Rogue
You integrated wrong. Moron. :3
Posts: 20
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Post by 02moonpelt02 on Mar 14, 2009 17:22:15 GMT -5
OOC: Bump
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Post by Sublimeluver on Mar 26, 2009 16:45:10 GMT -5
It was a tom with the name of Falcon. He was padding in to get something to eat. Then he saw the beautifully white she-cat watching him silently. "Oh!" he said softl jumping back a bit "Sorry...I didn't realize...What's your name? Mine's Falcon."
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02moonpelt02
Rogue
You integrated wrong. Moron. :3
Posts: 20
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Post by 02moonpelt02 on Mar 26, 2009 23:41:01 GMT -5
The snow white she-cat took a deep, shuddering breath that shook the entire length of her small, petite frame. She loked up at the cat with dull eyes and blinked slowly, as if she were confused by the sight she saw before her. But she was wonderingwho this tom was to think that anything but her would be here. 'He must be new around these parts,' she thought quietly and her green, violet flecked, eyes glittered curiously for the first time in sunrises.
At the stating of his name she smiled, thouh it did not touch her eyes. "Amira, or at least that's what I once was named," she croaked, her voice cracking as if she hadn't used it for a very long time. She remembered the first meeting of the small black she-cat of the name Cede and her two brothers, Micha and Burn. All three had been kind in the end, though they were all very different. She had met the she-cat first, and Amira had been the name given to her by the thoughtful cat. She had asked Cede to give her a name, seeing as she couldn't remember her original namesake. She flattened her ears irritably and bared her teeth at the memory. Cede had left her, just as Burn and Micha had gone with her. She shook her head and composed herself before returning her mind to the presence of the cat before her.
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Post by Sublimeluver on Mar 30, 2009 18:49:09 GMT -5
Falcon sensed unease coming from the she-cat. He blinked his brilliant emerald green eyes and gave her a warm smile. His passed a marvelously pink tongue through his long black fur before speaking again. "That's a beautiful name...It suits you..." espicially since it means princess... he thought to himself. He could not believe her beauty and she acted as if she posesed none at all though she posessed a great deal of it. His mouth slipped her another warm friendly smile.
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02moonpelt02
Rogue
You integrated wrong. Moron. :3
Posts: 20
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Post by 02moonpelt02 on Apr 4, 2009 15:37:11 GMT -5
A slight, rusty purr started deep in her chest as she gazed at the friendly tom, surprise catching up to her as this cat spoke to her. She had never been pinpointed with that description before, and it was a shock to hear that she would even be considered in that way. Twitching her whiskers in amusement, she sat up straighter and beckoned with her tail for Falcon to come into the abandoned nest.
"Thank you for your compliments, Falcon. I must say, you are a handsome tom yourself," she purred once more, and blinked at him thoughtfully. He had said before that he was hungry, in a way, and a thought crossed her mind as she remembered the small pile of fresh-kill in the twoleg kitchen, still warm from an early hunt. She had still not left the habit of starting a fresh-kill pile for the rest of her lost group, and she usually had to bury the crowfood she didn't eat a few sunrises later. "You said you were hungry, I have food. I would not mind for you to take a piece in your favor," she offered, cocking her head slightly as she stretched herself, her rump in the air and the front of her body close to the ground. Her joints were stiff from sitting still so long and she was finally taking notice to the dullnes of her pelt and how it was matted, dirty, and growing gray. It was no longer the white that would camoflauge her in leafbare without hardship, it was no a very light gray. 'What happened to you, Amira?'
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Post by Sublimeluver on Apr 6, 2009 18:25:42 GMT -5
Falcon saw her give her fur a look he smiled and meowed"I'd appretiate it greatly." when they reached the pile Falcon passed his own tongue through her fur...he was sharing tongues.
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