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Post by lakeripple on Mar 22, 2009 17:31:11 GMT -8
(Sorry Spotty, I'm stealing Dreampaw's color... shows up better!) It was black. Everywhere. Fully, completely, black. The kind of black you choke on. Five young cats ran silently in the total darkness, two toms and a she-cat, their paws careful not to snap the smallest twig. One of the she-cats kept looking around. Her dark tabby fur was long and covered in burrs, and she kept flicking her plumy tail away from the branches. "Do you think they've noticed yet?" she whispered into a white tom's ear. He shrugged. Then suddenly, a caterwaul come from behind them and shadows moved in the dark. "The kits! They've escaped!" a husky tom's voice yowled. "Yeah, they have!" the white tom hissed. "Run!" The five immediately picked up their pace, aiming for a forest. But their short legs were no match for the adults. Suddenly, running beside the tabby she-kit was a lighter tabby she-cat. "Dawn," she hissed, latching onto the young cat's scruff. "You're coming back home!" Dawn screeched as she watched her friends got caught as well. Then they were all led back from where they had run from.-To be Continued-
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Post by blueskysummer on Nov 13, 2009 14:48:05 GMT -8
0o0 this is really good! can't wait to find out what happens next!
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