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lιvιng ιn a world ѕo c(o)ld; A Rouge Trespasses
Topic Started: May 15 2013, 06:18 PM (67 Views)
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Soft pelts and warm bodies surely hold a comforting feeling.
The feeling of being together, loved, surrounded by those you can trust and whom you may hold dear to your heart. Parents, kin, perhaps even close friends were blessed enough to share such calming moments along with yourself.
But a few, poor souls, seem to be sadly cursed.
No scents of kin and milk awaited them as they awoke in the early hours.
Feelings of comfort or joy were rare occasions and once they arrived they were quickly disposed of, as why should one become happy only to be swiftly brought back down, simply crumbling harder than before? No, there's no reason for one to even try once a certain point has been reached in life. It's simply best to lay down, and perhaps wallow in feelings of abandonment until the time comes to be saved from this harsh world. After all, everything happens for a reason?
So it's only kind not to argue about such matters, as our destinies cannot be changed.


It's these thoughts that kept the tom up all night, every night as he pawed his way through the world. His pads were rough and cracked, he was also quite sure he was missing a few claws. New York, a sturdy tom named after a certain well known city, let out a sigh as the rough winds pulled at his thick pelt, the Maine Coon quickly resorting to shelter under a bush. As he laid down beneath so far the only shrubbery he'd manage to find, he became aware of the scent wafting all around him. York's already fluffed pelt pricked up, it was quite unusual for a large track of land to have such a strong scent covering practically all of it...

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Quailfrost had been on a border patrol when she caught the scent. How careless of the traveler to have not paid attention to the course of wind? Surely any cat -- clan or rogue, should know that? She crept behind a hedge slowly, her brown tabby pelt blending into the shrubbery. Through the branches, her emerald eyes dimmed. The cat was huge. Too much fur and fat to be a WindClan cat? Unless she'd miscalculated the scent. With a heavy breath, she pushed into view, her eyes gleaming with distrust. Quailfrost's eyes beamed on the cat like heavy drops of rain. Splash. Splash. Splash.

"Do I know you?" She managed to calmly slip the question. It could just be the dark lighting of dusk keeping her senses clogged. Her tail flicked from left to right. Splash, splash. Her eyes were slits as she circled the bush. The leaves were jagged, clearly had been growing junipers not too long ago.
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