Post by ιѕℓα on Apr 14, 2017 17:36:47 GMT -5
(In the future when the loners make a Clan, I'll add allegiances here. For now, this'll just be the starter post.)
A tiny gray Abyssinian she-kit with big brown eyes strode through the forest, her tail high in the air. Pausing, she looked behind her. What if I went back? Her eyes fell, and the kit looked back in front of her. No. I musn't. I'll die. That's what mother said anyway. She said that. She strengthened her pace, and snorted. I miss mother; but I can't go back into the city. It's far too dangerous.
Meanwhile, a fiery red Somali tomcat and a beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat padded side-by-side. The tom had his eyes fixed on the she-cat, and she hissed at him.
"If you're going to force me to travel with you, at least don't stare."
He turned his head away quickly. "I'm just worried that you might die out here by yourself without mother. You're my sister, Cleopatra."
Cleopatra scoffed. "It's Cleo, Nettle! As you said, I am your sister. Our brothers called me Cleo. Why not you?"
"I feel that it's more informal."
"Okay Nettle, whatever you say." Cleo sped up, running into bushes and dodging rocks.
"W-Wait!" Nettle's faded green eyes looked around, following her scent and sounds. "Hey!"
"Just because you're colourblind, doesn't mean you're slow!" Cleo called back, her heartbeat racing.
