
October 28th, 2021, 06:37 AM
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✧ 'tis the damn season ✧
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Join Date: Jan 2021
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Re: |open| borders? what are those?
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Orchid looked at Fire, not sure whether to be disgusted or amused. ”No, they’re not a prey.” She said condescendingly. ”They’re groups of cats who work together and live together and stuff.” How incompetent of the loner, to ask that question. Everyone who had eyes or ears knew what the Clans were! She glanced over to smirk at Feckle-whatsit, shooting the Clan she-cat a look that basically said ’Can you believe this cat?’
When Freckle-whatsit agreed with her, she snickered. ”Yeah, Pops, you only live once. Now stop acting like a stiff. You sound like a mo-” Like a mom. She felt her own words like rocks felt at her, and she fought the urge to not flinch. How stupid of her. ”-Like... like a moron.” She said harshly, backing away two steps.
Oh, Daffodil. Her tiny, precious daughter. And she, Orchid, her daughter’s mother, killed her at 3 moons. Her blood between her claws, under the veil of night. For such a selfish reason. She shuddered. Oh, great stars up high.
’Orchid.’
’No. Don’t say a thing.’
She had to hide. Pricking her ears, smoothing her fur and relaxing her features to an arrogant expression, she looked down her nose at Fire and Pouncepath, trying not to meet Freckle-whatsit’s eyes, because then she would feel guilty, for some damned reasion.
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