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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 29, 2011 21:06:09 GMT -5
The sky spread across the sky like sea as the clouds seemed to move slowly against its waves,The fur blew peacefully that made it seemed to kiss your very fur,the place full of tranquilty and peaceful that that made you smile.
Felicity walked across the field, she never felt so peaceful that it made her want to sleep against the flowers. She layed and closedher eyes for a second that was like maditation. She got up again and walked towards the rock to get a better lview of the sea of flowers
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Post by ♥Ky-nim♥ on Jun 29, 2011 23:31:46 GMT -5
 "Speech"
Crow wasn't entirely sure as to why he was even here, it had just kinda happened. But oh well, he made the most of it, lying down in the flowers, his entire body engulfed, and soon he found him self dozing off, his face peaceful.
Tags: Fecility
Word Count: 45
Notes: xD no muse  |
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 29, 2011 23:39:06 GMT -5
(Whats with tag part?)
Her eyes eventually fell on the cat, she pickedherself up and walked over. She prodded him with her paw,"Excuse me but....could yu move? Your on a grave" she said politly. She loved the fields alot, some people would be afriad of this place but she wasn't, she liked being around the spirits of cats, she often imagine what they learned or told before thier soul left
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Post by ♥Ky-nim♥ on Jun 29, 2011 23:44:58 GMT -5
"Speech"
Crow opened his eye abruptly, jumping up, then realized it was just a dream and narrowed his eyes at the she-cat, "Who cares, they're dead." he then laid back down, even needing the ground in defiance.
Tags: Fecility
Word Count: 36
Notes: Tag is who you are rping with. |
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 29, 2011 23:48:41 GMT -5
(Oh)
"B-but how would you like it if someone slept on your grave?" she said,""Please just move over or...I-i-i'll Make you"" She meowed
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Post by ♥Ky-nim♥ on Jun 29, 2011 23:54:53 GMT -5
"Speech"
Crow purred, amusement in his eyes. he may be small, but he could tell this she-cat had absolutely no experience fighting, and he was defiantly better than her.
he unsheathed his long claws, smirking, "Try me, runt." Though that was slightly ironic of a thing to say.
Tags: Fecility
Word Count: 46
Notes: lol Still no muse xD |
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 0:09:02 GMT -5
(Sorry my laptop is about to die so the posts have to be small)
She slashed a claw across his face
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Post by flyaway { CiTY on Jun 30, 2011 2:57:11 GMT -5
sherlock . . .Unfortunate things happened here, didn't they? Sherlock had left his dear friend Watson to frolick with butterflies and such; whatever the young fellow wanted. What was Sherlock doing here? He was out, looking through the hills of purple flowers. Just covered with that stuff. The brown tom's ears prickled in alarm; hearing some rather loud talking coming from near by. The young lad trotted swiftly toward the noise, finding a white feminine feline, and a jet black tom. They were complete opposites, is what it appeared to be. Sherlock jumped in a moment to later, relizing that the she-cat had scored her claws over the tom's face. The brown bengal hissed,
" Oh, would you stop fighting!? You are acting like brainless kits! "
Sherlock pulled himself in between the two, disabling them from touching each other. His golden brown eyes scanned the area, eyeing the two other feral cats.
Notes : Sherly can get annoying at times. xD
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 3:09:22 GMT -5
She looked at the new cat,"He was on a grave and refused to move, spirits passed on deserve to be in peace andnot be slept on" she said,she licked her paw then looked from the one cat to the other (sorry, laptop is at 8% to dieing)
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Post by flyaway { CiTY on Jun 30, 2011 3:55:21 GMT -5
sherlock . . .Sherlock listened to the white feminine closely, his dark brown ear twitching once or twice. So, the real question was, why was this tom sleeping on a grave? Was he a ho-bo? Probably. See, there's one thing about Sherlock; He was brilliantly smart, serious, and yet funny. All at the same time. Hobo indeed, he thought; smiling to himself with mere pleasure. Think about it, why would you sleep on a dead cat .. if you already had a bed? That's where Sherlock got hobo from. His brown tail swished in the she-cat's direction, clogging her talkative mouth. Silence, he thought, golden brown orbs eyeing her suspiciously,
" So you clawed him? Is this honestly nessicary? I understand if it were your relative's grave, but I honestly wouldn't start a fight because this sir is just a simple hobo. Can you blame him? If I hadn't come, you both would have injurded yourselves. What an idiotic thing to do! And why would you be damaged? Over a silly little grave! "
Sherlock thought nasty words inside his head, ending with the nerve of some people! His attention slided over to Crow, he looked at him calmly. It was his side of the story now,
" What's your view of this tale, sir? "
He asked, raising a brow in question.
Notes : He feels like a mom right about now. o3o
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 9:44:34 GMT -5
"He refused to move, he said "Who cares?", i told him i'll make him and he said "Try me runt"." She said, she was very protective of the graves here, she often imagine she was the grim reaper."He had to move inorder for the resting spirit to have peace, and its no one i know, A cat who been through such horrible pleace like this deserve's for them to be at peace and not have some guys be to lazy to even get off thier grave" she said
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Post by flyaway { CiTY on Jun 30, 2011 10:06:42 GMT -5
sherlock . . .The brown tom shook his head in frustration. Annoying, these two were together. Sherlock shoved his tail in Felicity's mouth once again, his ears flattened down with annoyance. Bickering kittens, they were indeed. A fight broke out over a silly little grave! He mouthed the words ' shut up ' at the white feminine's face. Sherlock was in no mood to take care of squealing babies. Actually, the only baby so far was Felicity; Crow hadn't spoken yet. Perhaps the black tom could be similar to Sherlock, only less handsome ~ His delicate silver whiskered twitched with impatience; this she-cat was getting on his nerves.
" Do shut up, whatever your name is. I simply asked a question to this black tom, not you. He is to tell his side of the story now. No one wants to here you babble on about souls being at peace. Their souls are either in heaven, or hell. Not in the ground. Get over it, dear. "
Sherlock's golden brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight, but they were filled with an annoyed expression. These two, were like bickering little monsters. A dumb grave, honestly!
Notes : Bickering kittehs.
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 10:24:12 GMT -5
Her fur risen out of annoyence and hatred, she bit down on his tail hard then spat it out,"you act as if you are the the judge,the ruler of this place but you must leanr that you are just another cat like the rest of us, i did what i did from my heart and im not ashamed of it so im leaveing becuase this is usless talking to you toms becuase you are flat in the brain" she said as she walked away, her fur prickled with annoyence,Stupid toms.. she thought as she got back to the rock from before and turned to the grave beside to walk and whispered something to it,almost like talking
(She's not going to answer back, im been waiting for her to reply for awhile and hasn't so im just ging to change the subject)
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Post by flyaway { CiTY on Jun 30, 2011 10:45:13 GMT -5
sherlock . . .Sherlock hissed in pain as his beautiful tail was bitten, than spat out quite rudely. His brown eyes burned with fury; Yet, it was calm. Another thing you most know about the brown fellow: He never was enraged, no matter what the situation. Although, he would yell and shout at times. His eyes narrowed slightly, but went back to normal; He had only come here to stop and a fight, and here he was; Almost about to start one. His tail coiled backward towards his body. Sherlock smiled happily, appearing cool as a cucumber. Yet on the inside, he wasn't being very friendly. His thoughts could be nasty and offensive; But he kept it to himself, like his mother had told him to. That reminded him of the days when he was a mere kitten ... But, this she-cat had crossed the line. Now she were to pay, by being completely humiliated.
" Simmer down, little kitten; Isn't that why I came here in the first place? To stop you from killing yourself? Wow. You just named my best feature. Number two; looks. Number three?; my charm. Now, I see why this fellow was so rude to you: Treat others as they treat you is what my father told me. So, you're a reckless little girl, aren't you? I just prevented you from killing yourself. And you call me stupid. "
The tom smiled, looking up at wreckless little feminine.
Notes : Yes she will, I assure you.
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Post by Sk8r_Gurl on Jun 30, 2011 14:46:30 GMT -5
"For one, i would kill myself, two: i asked him nicely and let me tell you exactly like as i told him "Excuse me but could you please move? Your sleeping on a grave" " she said,"basically you are stupid if you think im going to kill myself, what am i doing right now? : Sitting, not running out onto the road when a car is coming" she said
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