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Post by ~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~ on Dec 28, 2006 15:51:43 GMT -5
A silver striped cat sunk into his newly replaced moss. It smelled of fresh and damp forest, and of the river. He really did miss the river, and the smell of fresh fish, along with the taste of the cool river flowing in your mouth. The tom missed it all! If he could go back, he would. He would return to RiverClan, but the strong looking tom knew it would never happen. Even if that wild fantasy did come true, he would never be trusted again, and the silver tom would be miserable, terribly miserable. He left for Dot, his mate, after Nightfall left him. Dot was no where to be found and so he didn't think that he would ever trust again. |
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Post by Meerful on Dec 28, 2006 16:10:57 GMT -5
Meer queitly slivered towards a tom. Her ears pricked up in interest, and her eyes shown with blood lust. Her mind was set on killing today, and this cat might just be her next vicitim.
OOC- Don't worry, Meer wont kill you...I hope]
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Post by ~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~ on Jan 1, 2007 21:50:03 GMT -5
OOC:: lol The tom twisted his silver neck around to look at the new cat joining his very small party. He gave a sharp look at the three- legged she-cat and growled. "What do you want?!" His voice was terribly mean. Her eyes shown of coldness, and that gave the silver tom the shivers, as he unsheathed his claws. The fur on his neck stood up completely. Turning around, he wanted a full eyed view of the cruel looking cat. |
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Post by Badgersoul on Jan 3, 2007 20:48:35 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]"Wow arn't you the nicest cat on the block" hissed a nice voice, a black she-cat slowly walked in beside Meer.The black she-cat rinckled her nose in discust, hinding the sadness that came to her.This cat smelt alot like her bestfriend ,Lunar.the black cat had only been a young kit when Lunar killed herself when her mother , Dot,died of a sickness the Twolegs called Cancer.The werid thing about it all was, this tom smelt alot like Lunar,"Who are you?"[/glow]
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Post by ~Scorn::Whisker::Simba~ on Jan 3, 2007 22:07:21 GMT -5
The silver cat laughed his gentle laugh, only it sounded more evil then gentle, "I... Who am I? I live here, so I should really be the one asking... who are you." This cat looks like... oh it oculdn't be... is it?- is this.... He stopped, and shook his head. It was riducuous, the cat of Lunar's best friend was in ThunderClan, but this cat smelt nothing of ThunderClan. She smelt of Loner. So she couldn't be Lunar's best friend. //I did my research! lol// The silver tom decided to test her out, "Mate of the deceased, Dot, Father of the deceased, Lunar, father of the others, Simba, Ginger, and Rouge. That's who I am." He spoke. If he was correct, she would react shocked, and not just sigh his answer away like the other cat would. [/color][/center] |
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Post by Meerful on Jan 4, 2007 15:36:52 GMT -5
Meer hissed angrily. "I don't care who you are. I'm here bcause my only friend the only one who I was conected with in this world, left me" She hissed, unable to hide her hurt.
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Post by Badgersoul on Jan 13, 2007 12:06:47 GMT -5
[glow=white,2,300]Though Shard knew Meer was talking about her, she was to surprised that Cryingwhiskers was here in front of her!"Erg--I am sorry about your lost" she cringed at her own words[/glow]
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Post by Meerful on Jan 15, 2007 0:26:24 GMT -5
Meer looked at Shard. Her eye was filled with regret and self hate. Meer's own body was scathed with self inflicted wounds, and patches of fur was missing. Yes, Meer had tried many times to kill herself. "I'm sure you are." She mewed. Her voice didn't sound the same. Her eye was dull and nothing seemed to catch her interest. Her skin hung loosly on her frame, and her face was gaunt and sunken in.
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