Post by mkgb on Jul 6, 2009 20:51:19 GMT -5
It was not out of the ordinary to see the shape of a Riverclan cat wondering the small forest but the reason to be always unknown. The shape of the a small shadow walking into the pines kept a mystery for most wouldn’t notice or care why she was there. Her ginger pelt dripped water as she sat in the sunny clearing. She was only there not because of the prey that scattered the small forest floor but to think.
‘I hate water’, she argued in her mind giving a rough lick of her fur. It stuck up in wild tuffs here and there every time her tongue passed the patch of fur. Her tail and hind legs gained dirt from her wet fur and turn a muddy brown under her. ‘And mud, so disgusting!’
She closed her eyes to escape her surrounding, to escape herself. She found herself in a black universe own by her mind. Nowhere in sight had another cat come, just infinite space, the scent was unknown, just her own. “Peace”, she whispered out loud into the forest air.
‘I hate water’, she argued in her mind giving a rough lick of her fur. It stuck up in wild tuffs here and there every time her tongue passed the patch of fur. Her tail and hind legs gained dirt from her wet fur and turn a muddy brown under her. ‘And mud, so disgusting!’
She closed her eyes to escape her surrounding, to escape herself. She found herself in a black universe own by her mind. Nowhere in sight had another cat come, just infinite space, the scent was unknown, just her own. “Peace”, she whispered out loud into the forest air.
