Lilith
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Post by Lilith on Jul 19, 2015 17:44:27 GMT -6
its too cold outside for angels to fly and angel will die covered in white closed eyes and hoping for a better life Why did I decide to come here again? Lilith thought with a huff as she trudged through DeathClan territory in search of a good place to make a nest. You would have thought after her last experience with rouge groups the Ragdoll would have resigned to life as a loner, but something had drawn her to this group, a promise she hadn't seen amongst the cats that surrounded her during her kithood. Of course, currently she was debating whether the nice den-space she had found was taken or not.
It looks unused, she thought, plopping down in the indent of uncut grass so she could start grooming her pelt.Whatever. If this space belongs to anyone they could just fight me for it.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2015 10:43:48 GMT -6
company.
the one reason that had drawn her to this place. as soon as she had caught scent of cats here, no matter how nasty, she followed it. because growing up alone in this daunting wilderness was such a thought for the youngster, she cried. not because she was afraid, but because she did not want to hear only the voice in her head. and as she picked her way through the marshy terrain, armed with only her instincts, she came upon drier ground. at least if she was going to take a nap, this was a good place to do it. padding over to a denser patch of foliage, she suddenly realized with a prickling sensation that there was a cat nearby. with a gulp she ceased her pathetic sniffling and smirked to herself. "hello, doll. what brings you to a place like this?" the silver cat laughed in a slightly eccentric manner. she laid down on her stomach to show that she did not at all want a fight.
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Lilith
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Post by Lilith on Jul 20, 2015 19:37:35 GMT -6
its too cold outside for angels to fly and angel will die covered in white closed eyes and hoping for a better life Lilith's claws unsheathed instinctivley as the sound of paw steps reached her ears. She relaxed though as another she-cat came into view. She had always been more relaxed around she-cats, although that didn't mean a part of her wasn't still on the defensive.
"I could ask the same of you, belle," she replied, her tone relaxed and carrying the slight foreign accent she had inherited from her mother, French she had believed her mother had called it. ▲ MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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