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Posted July 11, 2014
A small she kit bounced through the grasses. She had startlingly blue eyes and a swirl tabby coat, the swirl marking standing out dark brown against a grayish brownish mix that faded to a whiter color from the side but back to a pretty gray on her face and a paritally dark brown tail with white swirl marking that led up to a whiter tail tip and gray or swirled paws and legs. A rare sight to see, that is. She stalked through the grass at some points, calling out the whole time (unless she was trying to playfully, pounce at a cricket or butterfly) "Mom? Mommy? Moootthhherrr?...! Mommy where are you? I'm hungry!" The kit seemed maybe 3 moons old at the most but, was probably younger than that. Either way, too little to be out. She was a tiny thing too. If it wasnt for the fact that she could walk with few stumbles, you'd think she was just born. "Mom?" The little she squeaked out again, but her blue eyes drifted all over the place and she didn't seem to be aware how dangerous the world she was in right now really was. Too curious to see, maybe? It didn't have Horseclan scent to it but, you couldnt distingush any of the other pact clans scents either it seemed like. No matter where it came from, what type of mother lets their kits roam free? And what type of kit was so unfearfull and oblivious towards the world around it?Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 10, 2014
She stalked through the high grasses, scenting Vapoursecret but not seeing him. She slid through the stalks, her dark ginger pelt burnished against the gold and green grass. The apprentice saw no sign of him, and turned back to camp with a sigh.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 10, 2014
Vapoursecret padded through the prairie and slowly came to a stop, far from camp. He could see trees in the distance, probably AshClan, and he knew he couldn't go back. Time was hard on him but when he makes a decision he refused to change it. "I have nothing more to lose," he says, looking up, as if trying to talk to StarClan. "My friends, my family, my mate, they're all gone, so what do you want from me? What else do you want me to do?" He fell down onto his back, his light fur blending with the surrounding grasses so he was pracically unseeable. -VapoursecretWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.