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Post by littleshadow on Jul 24, 2011 21:50:36 GMT -6
YEARNING | FOR | KNOWLEDGE
At her own pace she walked to the Elder's den, hoping one of the elders would be awake to tell her a story, and at her mother, Splashfoot's, advice, she brought a plump mouse along with her.
Having never heard on of the stories from the Elder's, she didn't quite know what to expect. She had heard from the Apprentices that the Elders were the grumpiest cats in the clan, and they didn't like kits all too much either. Sighing, Littlekit paused at the entrance to the elder's den and called out, "Hello? Anyone home?" |
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Post by Weedtail on Jul 25, 2011 20:31:51 GMT -6
*Weedtail sat in the corner naturally fiddling with the twoleg object she found, she had decided to call it a light bender. she barely heard footsteps in the front before she skiddishly shoved it under her nest*
"hello there, what are you here for?" *her tone wasn't the most pleasant ... neither was her breath* |
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Post by littleshadow on Jul 26, 2011 21:15:41 GMT -6
Littlekit flattened her ears and took a small step forward picking up the plump mouse she had chosen from the fresh-kill pile, "I-I came for a story ma'ma." Wrinkling her nose slightly at the elder cat's breath she picked of the prey and took it to her setting it down in front of the she-cat, "I picked it out for you- in case the apprentices hadn't gotten you anything to eat."
Not daring to look into the older cat's eyes, Littlekit kept her own sea green orbs fixed on her paw, shuffling them nervously. The calico lying before her had to have been a beautiful cat once, and a great warrior. She knew from her sister, Runningpaw, that Weedtail, one of the only elders, and probably the one lying in front of her, had a bad temper and was always griping about one thing or another.
Littlekit glanced up at the she-cat through her eyelashes, and smiled in a cat-like way, "My name is Littlekit." Befriending this elder might take a while, but, even for her size, Littlekit is just as stubborn as the rocks that make up the territory of her clan, unmovable and solid. [/size][/color] |
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Post by Weedtail on Jul 28, 2011 9:19:18 GMT -6
*Weedtail glanced down at the little kit, what a perfect name she mused, she took the plump mouse in her jaws and began to take off its fur... weedtial couldn't stand having fur balls it made her extremely cranky. As she picked off the fur she looked at the kit at her feet, she was small and honestly one of the most humble kits that had ever entered her den, seeing good potential in her weedtail decided to drop the grumpiness, she would like to see this little kit again.* hello Littlekit, you probably know im Weedtial... at least i hope you would know.. *she turned the mouse over on the other side and continues to pluck off fur, maybe this would finally be the kit she could share her peculiar found two leg item, Weedtial knew it was harmless, and it was quite beautiful* |
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Post by emohzoe98 on Dec 16, 2011 16:14:52 GMT -6
aint their a actual online world
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