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Post by sun+RIBBONS on Dec 7, 2009 2:12:25 GMT -5
"...[/size][/font] HOLLYFROST [/font][/size] laughing. Somewhere in the distance Hollyfrost heard the distinct notes of laughter. It filled the air around her and made her choke on memories. It made her think of mom. It made her try to swallow. Lately, a lot of things made her do a lot of things. She didn't like it much. But, to be completely honest, she'd tell you that she didn't like it at all. She hated being forced to do anything. She was the one who should give commands... Right? It was in her blood. She had been raised to think that nothing was deeper than that, and so there wasn't/ Leading was her destiny.
So now, why did laughter have such a controlling affect on her? What would a good hiss do to her? It made her sick. She had never felt such a need for her life to be filled. She had also never felt so stuffed. She brimmed with emotions, she lacked something to fill in the spots where her emotions weren't. What was going on? What would Mom think?
Mom wouldn't think anything, she was busy. Always busy. Bitterness. Here we go again with the emotions. And bitterness... she thought. Is not a pleasant feeling at all.
Fortune showed no mercy on the brave and noble today. Where was Prince Charming?
Her back stood resolute against the sky. Her tears rolled down. The laughter came from the sun. The sun laughed at her. At her tears. [/size][/font] ..." [/size][/font][/right]
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Post by Scarheart321 on Dec 9, 2009 16:35:09 GMT -5
The first time in a long time that he had left his sister in a long time and he felt horrible. Some was out of fear that his sister would get caught on WindClan territory and some was out of hunger and weariness. It had been so long since they had eaten and he had barely slept. After a while he bit his tongue and didn't ask to turn back. He had left her in a patch of brambles asleep, hoping that she would be fine.
Along his path he came across a patch of sun that was cozy enough for him. Though he would've staid closer, he felt compelled to walk along the sunlight. As usual, his long white fur was touching the ground as he walked, becoming stained with grass even more. When saw a beautiful figure in the distance he stopped, ready to turn away but he was drawn to her.
He hid himself among the bushes, hoping to only watch her since her WindClan scent made it impossible to touch her. In all truth he "fell for" all she-cats, just simply flirting with all of them, making them fall in love even if just for a moment. Something, even by the look, about this she-cat was different. She seemed stronger, swifter, and more beautiful than the other and he....... He was love.
As he starred at her he inched closer until he felt a small slope beneath them. It wasn't long before he forgot about it and stepped again, slipping until he caught himself. He rushed back wards and almost felt relief. Snap! There it went and there was, the stick (the straw really) that broke the camel's back and made him noticeable.
"Foxdung," he hissed to himself.
(Sorry it's so sloppy, I'm in a hurry at the moment. ^^)
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Post by sun+RIBBONS on Dec 9, 2009 23:55:31 GMT -5
"...[/size][/font] HOLLYFROST [/font][/size] CRACK! Hollyfrost's ears pricked. Her muscles tensed, and the next thign she knew was that she had tackled an unfamiliar cat. Her claws slid out uneasily, prodding at the cats shoulder fur. 'Who are you?' she asked with a hint of distaste in her voice. The scent wafting over her claimed him as an out-landish cat, it made her lip curl. Her eyes searched his. 'Are you alone?'
She felt foolish. She had been so distracted she hadn't even noticed the cat coming up close to her, and it didn't even carry a hint of moor scent. This tom hadn't been here long. She had let her emotions get in the way... Again. She swallowed, fighting back tears. Her mother had told her the big news. More kits. Not just her. She felt a new wave of bitterness crash onto her shoulders. Now she had to share the fraction of Mom that she had left. Sure, it was cool having your mother as leader. Others looked up to you. But it was sure lonely at the top. Now, Hollyfrost didn't know if she even wanted to share the space. [/size][/font] ..." [/size][/font][/right]
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Post by Scarheart321 on Dec 15, 2009 20:43:10 GMT -5
He didn't want to lie to this pretty she-cat but at the same time he didn't want to give anything away. His green eyes sparkled as he looked into hers. The least he could do was give her his name. His voice was its flirting self as he spoke, almost grinning as he looked at her, "My name is Cricket," he meowed, "I'm just a loner, no threat to you or WindClan." Though he knew that was hardly believable he said it anyways. When he went on he grinned, "And what's your name, by your scent I bet I can already guess what you are."
His face grew suddenly serious as he spoke on, "Yes," he meowed smiling, "I am alone."
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