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Post by soulmusician on Dec 12, 2009 20:24:44 GMT -5
Pepperpaw got tired and fell asleep. the end
I'm feeling too lazy to turn that into a whole para
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 12, 2009 20:25:45 GMT -5
okay
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 12, 2009 20:29:56 GMT -5
okay
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 12, 2009 20:32:49 GMT -5
Quickly, Leaftail bounded over to the four kits and Timothy and sighed.
" Allright kits, no fussing, it's time to sleep. Timothy, you're welcome to sleep in the nursery.The more the merrier."
Stormkit quickly moaned in disapproval.
" Do we have to sleep now....?"
" Yes Stormkit, now run along or else I'll have you by your scruffs."
Grumbling to themselves, Stormkit, Icekit, Powderkit, and Snowkit trudged into the Nursery and settled themselves down. Stormkit rested her paws in front of her and began to knead the sheep pelt stuffed in the nest. Icekit and Powderkit contented themselves to flicking each other's tails at Snowkit, while Snowkit twitched her noise in a fitful sleep. Soon, Leaftail and Timothy joined them, and the Nursery was filled with an eerie silence.
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 12, 2009 20:36:42 GMT -5
Is there going to be a conflict in the plot soon?
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 12, 2009 20:41:29 GMT -5
yes
a lot
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Post by Whateversam on Dec 12, 2009 21:21:59 GMT -5
oh joy...
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Timothy followed the kits into the nursery but couldn't seem to fall asleep no matter how hard he seemed to try. Soon, an eery silence fell over the place.
It just didn't feel right to Timothy. It wasn't that he didn't have his bed or his treat or his food, but he didn't felt like he belonged. Or that anyone actually cared. The kits just wanted to know what being a kittypet was like and the elders didn't enjoy him either. They were probably just thanking him for his struck of luck of bringing the kits home.
He flipped over and tried not to think about that, though.
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fail
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 12, 2009 21:25:25 GMT -5
lol k, just gotta wait for YP....
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or just gotta wait until i get tired of waitting for him
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Post by yp on Dec 13, 2009 21:02:13 GMT -5
Tidying up around the den, Mosspelt fell asleep after a long day of hard work.
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 13, 2009 21:03:25 GMT -5
ya'll are cheap
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Post by yp on Dec 13, 2009 21:04:13 GMT -5
Thank you.
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 13, 2009 21:04:17 GMT -5
"ya'll?"
oh my god, you sound like my mom...
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Post by yp on Dec 13, 2009 21:07:44 GMT -5
So bored.  |
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Post by soulmusician on Dec 13, 2009 21:08:29 GMT -5
ditto
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Post by sr9jes on Dec 13, 2009 21:54:57 GMT -5
Pepperpaw's Dreams:
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An eary mist seeped through Pepperpaw's fur, making her spine rise and tingle in excitement. As bright mysterious eyes glowed from a distance, a mysterious voice echoed through the mysterious area.
" Beware the cold."
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Mosspelt's Dream
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As a dark stream flies mysteriously in the air, a dark she-cat slowly padded up to the delirious Mosspelt.
Quickly, she glanced around with sad eyes as the sight of fallen trees and bright red blood scattered the area. Without realizing it, the sad looking she-cat had left, leaving Mosspelt with his thoughts. ( the curel hatred filled one lol )
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Timothy's Dream:
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The warm scent of milk enveloped Timothy, bringing back the flood of memories from when he was a small kit. As the smell quickly left, another, stronger smell stung at his nose. Although he couldn't see anything but white before, now all he saw was an angry, bright red.
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Stormkit's Dream
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She was in the same place. She knew it. Yet she still didnt' know what to do. As the figure walked closer, she mewed pitifully and shrunk from the cold. Until she heard something strange. Like a yowl, but softer, with breaks here and there along with sounds that sounded... odd. Before she could question it, the dream vanished, just as fast as it came. ( rofl can't make a better metaphor, can I? )
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