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Post by Cinderpaw on Oct 23, 2015 2:23:07 GMT -6
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mismatched slits swept the apprentices' den as it had been for what
seemed like seasons. a yawn, not of lethargy but of tedium, escaped the small female's maw. it had to be rather late, but no void of darkness overwhelmed her even now, no heaviness lay on her lids. cinderpaw regarded the tips of her still sheathed, small but long, white claws against the dark green moss.
seemingly unblinking eyes, at last, began to droop. long, inky lashes lowered to veil her odd-eyed gaze, and at last drowsiness came.
cinderpaw drifted into an uneasy slumber, occasionally stirring the groggy silence with a rapid string of seemingly random words. her breathing slowed, and her spiky tail whisked next to a tiny body.
"'s'kay..." was discernible. she shifted her position, but her limbs were still tense with unspoken anxiety. a hue of melancholia seemed to surround her in a impenetrable cloud.
words: 163 words | tags: Whitepaw | played by: ιηкι MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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Post by Whitepaw on Oct 25, 2015 23:53:50 GMT -6
*Iʻm kind of planning on having White be a flirt, so whether that changes the plot or not, I donʻt know. I just feel like his calm, cool personality would be almost perfect if it is topped off with the trait of flirting.*
Whitepaw had spent most of his time in the territory. He liked being outside in the quiet and the calmness. For that one day, he had spent it sleeping in a tree near the camp. It was around dusk when the tom finally decided to return to camp. He padded into the camp and grabbed himself a mouse before making his way into the apprentices den. He walked to his nest and placed the mouse down in front of him and yawned. He laid himself down and was about to take a bite when he heard someone mumble. The tom turned his black head to see Cinderpaw in her nest next to him. He reached over and softly prodded her in the side. Hey, Cinder. Wake up.
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Post by Cinderpaw on Oct 26, 2015 2:52:28 GMT -6
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she blinked herself, the single, swift action forming the transition between slumber and wakefulness. her tiny body visibly relaxed when her odd-eyed gaze recognized the ebony tom lying in his nest.
"hi, white." cinderpaw nodded, spiky tail curling neatly over her forepaws. "where've you been all day?" the small female would add curiously. "i've been bored to death. it feels like all the loud cats became apprentices with us." she joked with a small grin. with a pang, she realized whitepaw was the only cat in the clan she felt remotely close to.
"i bet that i'll be better when we start battle training," cinderpaw claimed, her narrowed eyes sparkling with mischief. "i'm kinda jealous of autumnkit and willowkit though."
words: 156 words | tags: Whitepaw | played by: ιηкι MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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