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Post by shy on Apr 22, 2024 19:07:48 GMT -6
#s://i~pinimg~com/564x/d2/01/79/d20179e31f5e333d673300c47c884196~jpg cinnamon, Nothing had made sense in a few moons. Everything felt a little off. And that clan cat was to blame. Something about that meeting, her words, her refusal to fight Cinnamon even though she'd been seeking a spat, it lingered. She'd tried talking to other cabin cats, seeing if anyone else held any reservations or had seen any other clan cats being nice. All she was met with was the same fire and spite and rage that she'd grown up on. It had lost its addictive warmth since meeting the she-cat. Cinnamon wanted answers, not anger. And so here she was back at the border, acting as if she lived outside it. In a way she had spent more time out here recently, straying further from the cabin to hunt. Survival had taken up a chunk of her time in winter, but with spring here she had more free time. Free time that she now spent waiting for that one she-cat. How long would it take? Would someone crueler come along first? It would be easier if they did, if they could reaffirm what Percy and Foxglove and Bluebell all said about the clans. And yet she didn't want that right now. |
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Post by tor on Apr 27, 2024 9:59:05 GMT -6
#s://i~ibb~co/N7bQM4C/bright~jpg "-so I really think you should come back to camp." Brightfire blinked at the small orange apprentice, wondering how Foxpaw managed to speak so quickly, even though their chest was heaving for breath. They must've sprinted out here, following the scent of Brightfire and Cinderstar's patrol to report that their brother and some other apprentice were getting into a fight. Again. Wasn't there a warrior that could help? Did Foxpaw really need the leader? Cinderstar seemed to think so. "We can end our patrol early," she told Brightfire, starting to follow Foxpaw. Brightfire shrugged. "I'll just mark the border quickly. I'll be okay." Her leader seemed wary, but eventually Cinderstar nodded, then followed off behind Foxpaw with urgency in her paws. Brightfire waited till she didn't see them anymore before she crossed the remaining meadows to the border, cautious of her proximity to the cabin. Last time she came out here, she met some weird loner who said a lot of nonsense. She wasn't sure she wanted to deal with that again, but it would be better than dealing with the aggressive rogues, right? "Oh," Brightfire said as the meadow grass parted, giving her a sudden, clear view of the stranger, as if she'd conjured her with her thoughts. "You again. Did I summon you or something?" |
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Post by shy on May 3, 2024 11:38:53 GMT -6
#s://i~pinimg~com/564x/d2/01/79/d20179e31f5e333d673300c47c884196~jpg cinnamon, Last time she'd tried this trick at the border, it had taken a few attempts to find a clan cat. So she'd expected this to take a while to see any clan cats, much less a specific clan cat. And yet not too much later she saw the pelt that had haunted her waking thoughts. " Oh please." Cinnamon rolled her eyes at the stranger's words. " If anything I summoned you. I am here looking for you." After a second's thought, she wondered if the she-cat's words meant that she'd been thinking of Cinnamon just now. Her heart thumped harder at the thought that she'd been on this cats mind, even if briefly. Oh she was going to be in so much trouble if her aunts or mom learned of this. " What's your name? You know mine. Tell me yours. Fair is fair." She doubted the cat had been fooled by her awkward attempt to insist she hadn't said her own name at their last encounter. Though maybe she'd forgotten it, even if she hadn't forgotten seeing Cinnamon. Maybe that would be for the best? |
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