Rhys narrowed her eyes at the rabbit, not twitching a whisker. It hopped unknowingly by the bush she was crouching beneath, the breeze carrying its scent to her. She swallowed the saliva pooling in her mouth and opened her jaws slightly, making the sound of a twig breaking on the opposite side of the clearing. The rabbit froze, ears swiveling in that direction, and the sound of a breeze through the leaves masked the gentle pawsteps of the vixen just before she pounced. She crunched through the neck of the rabbit, killing it quickly, then looked around, sniffing the air for any intruders.
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"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
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Crunch. Crunch. Dygi slowly padded through the calm forest, ears twitching at every bird's call. The silence was strange; wherever Dygi was, sound was. And that sound was usually angry calls as Dygi's mischief was discovered. That was when he had had family. Now he was alone. With no one to help him. Guide him. Like him. He was all alone in this cruel world, and it would probably stay that way forever, since everybody disliked him for his mischief and pranks. Nobody ever got through his prank side and discovered the playful, happy side of him. Nobody ever tried to anyway, to be honest. They disliked him the second he did a prank on him. Dygi had not met one fox; or any Cub of Canista, for that matter; that truly liked him other than his sister. His poor, poor sister. He imagined her now, her pleached red eyes, lightly colored orange pelt, her fluffy tail, her currently stolen will. She had been taken from him; taken by the Tailless Seer, became one of the Taken by force. Not one of the Narral, Not Someone They were searching for, Not a normal fox; a pleached fox.Dygi remembered his days with Jura as they played together and occasionally pranked their parents, but not too harshly. How they would play fight, claw at each other but gently and not with their claws but with the softness of their paw fur. The good old days, when they only heard tails about the heartless Mage. When it was nothing more than a story, a tale told to little foxes. Now their nightmares had come true; Jura had been pleached, and Dygi was running for dear life.
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Tom leisurely padded through the forest not really looking for anythingand barely notice the mouse in front of him which he barely caught and broke it's neck digging a hole to burry until later. "It's a nice morn." He said to himself ltiltingf his head up and letting the sun warm his face.
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Crunch. Crunch. Dygi slowly padded through the calm forest, ears twitching at every bird's call. The silence was strange; wherever Dygi was, sound was. And that sound was usually angry calls as Dygi's mischief was discovered. That was when he had had family. Now he was alone. With no one to help him. Guide him. Like him. He was all alone in this cruel world, and it would probably stay that way forever, since everybody disliked him for his mischief and pranks. Nobody ever got through his prank side and discovered the playful, happy side of him. Nobody ever tried to anyway, to be honest. They disliked him the second he did a prank on him. Dygi had not met one fox; or any Cub of Canista, for that matter; that truly liked him other than his sister. His poor, poor sister. He imagined her now, her pleached red eyes, lightly colored orange pelt, her fluffy tail, her currently stolen will. She had been taken from him; taken by the Tailless Seer, became one of the Taken by force. Not one of the Narral, Not Someone They were searching for, Not a normal fox; a pleached fox.Dygi remembered his days with Jura as they played together and occasionally pranked their parents, but not too harshly. How they would play fight, claw at each other but gently and not with their claws but with the softness of their paw fur. The good old days, when they only heard tails about the heartless Mage. When it was nothing more than a story, a tale told to little foxes. Now their nightmares had come true; Jura had been pleached, and Dygi was running for dear life.
There was another snap, and the scent of an unfamiliar fox drifted to Rhys's nose. She narrowed her eyes and let out a silent growl, then opened her jaws wide and let out a terrifying roar that came from everywhere at once, made to make pretty much anything that heard it flee in terror.
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FOR THE LOVE OF STARCLAN PLEASE PING ME ON DISCORD
I have the ADHD
I'll forget.
Quotes:
"You know the saying 'the tables have turned'?
Well these tables have flipped, rolled and spontaneously combusted into potatoes." ~me
"That's not a riddle. That's a prophecy."
"Sounds like a riddle, is a riddle. Riddled with loops and whorls and only makes sense after someone dies." ~Turtle
You didn't miss very much. Rhys caught a rabbit, Dygi walked boredly through the forest...
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Originally Posted by Rivergold
There was another snap, and the scent of an unfamiliar fox drifted to Rhys's nose. She narrowed her eyes and let out a silent growl, then opened her jaws wide and let out a terrifying roar that came from everywhere at once, made to make pretty much anything that heard it flee in terror.
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Dygi flinched as he heard a menacing roar, more powerful than the ones he did in wa'akkir as an animal, but less menacing than one coming from the mouth of a lion. Dygi opened his mouth to taste what had made the sound, and as his jaws parted her felt the unfamiliar scent of a fox. He began running towards the fox unintentionally. He had meant to be running away from the fox, but there was no turning back now. The fox was already in sight, and as Dygi attempted to abruptly halt, he sent dirt flying everywhere as he skidded past Ryhs and tripped on her paw. Dygi sent both of them head-first into the ground. He lay there, stunned for a few heartbeats. I need to try that as a prank sometime. Just because this was unintentional doesn't mean it has to be another time. He thought to himself as he pictured a random fox, him running into them, making them angry, repeat.
You didn't miss very much. Rhys caught a rabbit, Dygi walked boredly through the forest...
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Dygi flinched as he heard a menacing roar, more powerful than the ones he did in wa'akkir as an animal, but less menacing than one coming from the mouth of a lion. Dygi opened his mouth to taste what had made the sound, and as his jaws parted her felt the unfamiliar scent of a fox. He began running towards the fox unintentionally. He had meant to be running away from the fox, but there was no turning back now. The fox was already in sight, and as Dygi attempted to abruptly halt, he sent dirt flying everywhere as he skidded past Ryhs and tripped on her paw. Dygi sent both of them head-first into the ground. He lay there, stunned for a few heartbeats. I need to try that as a prank sometime. Just because this was unintentional doesn't mean it has to be another time. He thought to himself as he pictured a random fox, him running into them, making them angry, repeat.
Kay.)
Oro yawned. The young fox had only just been kicked out of the den from her mother. Mainly because she had been bugging her for so long to leave. She was prancing through the grass as happy as can be. There was nothin wrong about the outside world. In fact she loved it!
Tom heard the roar it seemed to be close by so he silently padded one direction seeing if it was the right one it happened to be so, though he didn't think there would be another fox... But then again he did hear another roar after that sohe cautiously poked only his head out of the bush.
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If you are willing to die for someone, don't forget you must also be willing to live for them. Find your peace
You can't see your reflection in boiling water. similarly, you can't think clearly in a state of anger. Let the water cool and find clarity.
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