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Post by Blackfire on Feb 21, 2008 19:49:40 GMT -5
Listen when I say, / When I say it's real. / Real life goes undefined, / Why must you be so miserable?
The small black kit sat in the Nursery. There was no one there, but herself. She sighed, curling up. She had no mother to talk to, and no father to check on her. They had left her to die. She remembered vaguely what they looked like. She had passed out when she had been brought to the warmth of the Medicine cat's den. The cats here seemed nice, and were mostly kind to her. She closed her eyes, trying to sleep for the hundreth time. She knew it wouldn't work, but what else was there to do?
This is the fall / This is the long way down / And our lives looked smaller now / And our lives looked so small
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Post by skybird on Feb 23, 2008 17:37:47 GMT -5
Starkit squeezed back into the nursery and saw Silentkit curled up. "Hey Silentkit!" she called to her denmate. "Wanna play?"
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Post by Blackfire on Feb 23, 2008 22:17:45 GMT -5
When all you can do / Is hide from the fear / That’s deep inside of you
Silentkit lifted her head when she heard someone entering the den. She scented Starkit, her denmate. She heard her call her name, so began to tune into what the kit had to say. She was asking if Silentkit wanted to play. That was odd, since most of the time, kit's would pester Apprentices to teach them hunting or fighting techniques. That, or annoy the Elders for new stories of the Leaders past. "S-sure..." she mewed after a moment, still puzzled why anyone would want anything to do with her. She stood up, shaking scraps of moss from her pelt, and padded up to the she-kit. "What are we going to do?" She asked, still a little cautious.
We can’t live feeling so numb / How long can we hold on? / Can we hold on? Hold on
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Post by skybird on Feb 24, 2008 15:07:05 GMT -5
OCC// is Silentkit blind??
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Post by Blackfire on Feb 28, 2008 19:12:05 GMT -5
OOC// She wasn't...But now i want her to be. IDK why but she is just the character for the roll!
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Post by skybird on Feb 29, 2008 20:00:48 GMT -5
OCC//yeah, she sorta is... its a good idea! i wuz just wondering because you used all her other senses instead of sight...but i like the idea!
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Post by Blackfire on Feb 29, 2008 22:23:00 GMT -5
OOC// Totally!! And, it's your turn to post! *pokes*
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Post by skybird on Mar 2, 2008 20:27:20 GMT -5
OCC// so she's definitally blind then?
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Post by Blackfire on Mar 3, 2008 16:46:23 GMT -5
OOC// yeah, she is.
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Post by skybird on Mar 3, 2008 20:05:33 GMT -5
OCC// here i go then!
Starkit flicked her tail. Silentkit was always so cautious! But, Starkit reflected guiltily, she was blind. "I thought we'd toss around some moss!" Starkit suggested. She scooped up a small ball of moss and flung it at Silentkit.
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Post by Blackfire on Mar 3, 2008 21:43:13 GMT -5
Silentkit felt the sudden guilt from Startkit, but soon it vanished. Listening carefully, Silentkit imagined where the mossball was, and pounced, feeling the softness just brush her whisker. Too far over. She thought bitterly to herself. She should have caught it! Blind or not, Suilentkit knew she could still sense where other's were. She flung it back to Starkit, hoping she hadn't thrown it too high or low.
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Post by skybird on Mar 3, 2008 21:50:30 GMT -5
Starkit felt frustration flash from Silentkit's pelt as she missed the moss, but soon the ball was flying high over her head. Starkit stumbled backwards and almost fell over trying to catch it. Finally she did. "Nice throw!" she laughed.
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Post by Blackfire on Mar 3, 2008 21:54:30 GMT -5
Silentkit realized the throaw had been too high, and scolded herself. "Sorry." She muttered under her breath. Fixing her gaze in the direction she thought the kit was in, Silentkit waited for the mossball to be thrown again.
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Post by skybird on Mar 3, 2008 21:59:35 GMT -5
Starkit felt frustration and guilt flash from Silentkit again. She tossed the ball right towards Silentkit this time.
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Post by Blackfire on Mar 3, 2008 22:06:25 GMT -5
Silentkit pounced forward, catching the ball between her paws. "GOTCHA!" She mewed happily. She tossed the mossball aside, then pounced n Starkit. She knew she hit her mark, because she could feel the soft pelt of her den-mate.
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