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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 15, 2008 18:06:47 GMT -5
Ghafula trotted after his friend as a wind kicked up. Clouds swept in as gusts of wind tossed in the crowns of the trees. They were leaving the land of closely clustered twoleg-nests behind. Out ahead of them stretched a sea of grass.
"It's the Everfields!" It had to be! This was just the sort of place his mrrr-Mumma had told him about in the days when he had just grown old enough to understand the concept of places beyond what his senses showed him at the moment. Ghafula tingled all over with excitement. He broke into a sprint, dashing through the field as fast as he could. Due to his long legs and light build, that was pretty fast.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 16, 2008 16:10:33 GMT -5
He slowed down, and realised that he was alone. Blizzard hadn't followed him! Ghafula doubled back around and ran back. "Blizzard?" he yowled, breathless. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--I'm sorry!"
He had this fear that his new friend was going to up and leave him, and then he would be alone all over again.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Feb 16, 2008 20:10:27 GMT -5
Blizzard had stalked his friend and now he pounced out from his hiding place landing right near Ghafula. "I'm not slow you know I can run to!" He meowed laughing. His tail flicked in the air with happiness. He liked having a new friend.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 16, 2008 20:53:19 GMT -5
Ghafula hissed in surprise and leaped high up into the air before landing. "I didn't even know you were there!" he laughed, then pounced at Blizzard. If Blizzard felt like playing rough, then he would!
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Feb 17, 2008 15:14:37 GMT -5
Blizzard kicked at Ghafula's stomach and batted at him with his front paws. He laughed and growled playfully. It felt good to actually have someone his age around.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 17, 2008 15:40:03 GMT -5
Ghafula fell over onto his side and grabbed at Blizzard, play-biting his head and trying to get him in a headlock. Blizzard's feet kicked at his belly kicking the wing out of him nearly, Blizzard was strong! Ghafula was reminded of the days he had played with Bongo back in the twolegs' nest. But Blizzard was a lot more playful than sometimes-grumpy Bongo had been. He kicked back at Blizzard.
The sky opened up and rain began to pelt the field.
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 17, 2008 16:13:54 GMT -5
Titch bounded into the clearing. hi Blizzard! she yowled as she came to a stop in front of the two writhing cats. Whatcha doin? she asked looking at Ghafula smiling. Hi, my names titch! she mewed nodding to the other cat. I've never seen you around before. she mewed looking about slowly. the rain pattered on Titch's head and she looked up flinching in turn as the thick droplets landed on her head.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 17, 2008 17:08:40 GMT -5
Ghafula saw the new cat and craned his head around to see her. Since he was lying down faced away from her, when he first saw her, she looked upside-down. "Uh, hi...I'm Ghafula--Uh!" Blizzard's paw had given him a last kick in the belly that he had been unprepared for. He blinked his eyes as the rain fell into them. "Hi Titch. Do you live here too in these fields?"
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Feb 18, 2008 10:24:11 GMT -5
Blizzard squirmed out from under Ghafula and jumped up. "HI Titch!" He meowed happily. "Ghafula is a new friend of mine. I met him near the kittypet houses" Blizzard meowed. His playfullness started to calm and he purred happily at the sight of two of his friends.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 18, 2008 18:33:23 GMT -5
Ghafula was a little more shy, and politely smiled. "It's nice to meet you. I guess," he glanced at Blizzard, "I guess then we can all live together?"
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 19, 2008 6:48:26 GMT -5
Titch smiled sweetly. Thats a lovely suggestion Ghafula, but I have a home already. The twolegs aren't bothered where I go or how long I'm away for she mewed stretching her legs so that they touched the tip of Blizzards tail. How are you Blizzard? she mewed curiously whilst nidding enthusiastically to Ghafula. I'm surprised, I thought you said only loners came here? Or are you one? she mewed quickly adding the wuestion on the end of her sentence. Her black and white pelt became ruffled in the wind so she swooped a wet paw over her head and look on to the two toms lay on the floor.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 19, 2008 8:20:08 GMT -5
"Just be careful," said Ghafula, "The twolegs I was with wanted to chop my claws off."
He sat up and began to groom himself briefly, setting his fur straight after rolling and kicking about had mussed it.
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Post by .Whitey. on Feb 19, 2008 10:44:26 GMT -5
Titch shook her head. The twoleg is an young one, she rarely goes out of her way to take me to the cutter and besides, my claws never grow longer than the tuft of my hair. she mewed holding up her clean paw. b Are you the same as Blizzard? she asked casually hoping to move away from that topic. She didn't mind talking about it but sometimes she just would ignore the subject.
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Feb 19, 2008 16:52:45 GMT -5
Blizzard looked at the sky and immediantly looked down after getting a faceful of bright sunlight which made him dizzy. He blinked a couple of times to clear the fogginess of his vison and sighed relieved when all the colorful dots dissapeared.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 19, 2008 17:57:31 GMT -5
The rain had clearly passed. Ghafula was a little disappointed in that, as he loved rain, but he didn't really care. The rain would be back, and he was free and in the company of friends.
That last question confused him a little. Ghafula looked at Blizzard--it would have been hard to find two cats that looked less alike--and then back at Titch. "No."
He swallowed. Swallowing, though, was made a little harder by a collar that had somehow become too snug. Ghafula craned his head either way and shrugged his shoulders. No matter what he did, his collar remained uncomfortable. What was happening? He brought up his hind foot to try and tug it looser, for a few moments of relief. It hadn't always felt this way. It felt like it was getting tighter. He growled, scratching uselessly at it with his back leg. Growing angrier, the kit threw himself down and writhed on the ground. Anger turned to fear. If it was tightening around his neck...why? And what if it kept getting tighter? If it kept getting tighter, would he become unable to swallow, speak, and breathe?
Momentarily exhausted, he lay panting on his stomach, head down and fur mussed. The boundless world suddenly had four walls closing in.
No, no, he had to think. There had to be a way to get this thing off. He sat up and scratched at it again with his hindfoot. If he could scratch it up enough, maybe it would break...
"I think I--I think my--I have a problem..." Ghafula looked at his two friends, eyes wild. "I think this thing is getting too tight."
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