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Post by catcrew on Jul 19, 2008 16:06:05 GMT -5
LillyFlow was running, dogs were chasing her. They howled there war cry as they tracked down the kit that running away. it was all in a blur dogs, run, live, die, run they all spun through her mind. But as she was running she stumbled on a rock, falling flat on her face. The dogs caught up and there was a roar as they biggest male jaws where closing in on her throat. LillyFlow eyes popped open, and she sat up gasping for breath. Good, it was all a dream. She shakily got up and started to lap up some of the water from the stream. It was all a dream it was all a dream, she tried comforting herself. But she had that shaky feeling, it had all seemed so REAL!!
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Post by Fallentear || on Jul 19, 2008 17:20:50 GMT -5
A young white she-cat with a tan tail sat across the bank of the stream, her forelegs bent and her neck craning downwards to drink from the water. She heard scrabbling across the way and froze, looking up. For the first time she noticed a she-cat laying by the stream, her fur bristling in terror and her claws flailing in the air as she rolled around. she must be sleeping. She thought, watching the unfamiliar clanmate curiously for a moment. Then she continued drinking.
After a few moments the scrabbling stopped and the femme's breathing quickened. The white cat raised her eyes, her pink tongue still poking from her mouth and a little droplet of water clinging to the tip. The warrior sat bolt upright, gasping for air with her eyes stretched wide in horror. Whitepaw sat back on her haunches, her tail flicking behind her. "Hey, are you alright?" She called, her heterochromic eyes flashing with concern. The apprentice grabbed the small bundle of chervil beside her, slipped into the water, and paddled over to the other bank with her neck stretching to keep her herbs above the surface.
Pulling herself out on the other side, she didn't even bother to shake off the clinging wetness. For one, it would've sprayed the she-cat and two, the sun was blazing down on her pelt and the water actually felt quite good. Whitepaw blinked at the warrior reassuringly, letting her know that it was really only a bad dream. [/color][/blockquote]
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