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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 4, 2007 15:18:46 GMT -5
Leaf looked down at the little cat with love in her eyes. Come on. She turned around and led the way towards her hollow, where only she had slept the night before. She had a small surprise for Nutmeg... OOC- PS, it would be weird if Nutmeg liked her like a mother...actually not really for cats but...Leaf's like 15 moons or so...but acts mature
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 4, 2007 21:32:03 GMT -5
OOC: Nutmeg doesn't know that! By 15 moons, a cat is basicly all grown up. Besides, my cat, Clementine, before we got her, was a mother at the age of about 6 moons. So... yeah.
Nutmeg followed, trying to tred lightly. She practiced not looking down at her paws, and it was working quite well. As she followed, her mind wandered. What is the suprise? Will I stay out here? Am I destined to learn the skills of the wild? Where is Moontea right now? Some were hard to answer, some easy. Her mind pondered and her feet padded as she followed Leaf.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 5, 2007 11:22:21 GMT -5
OOC- this is cool. Look. www.kittykondo.com/cat_age_chart%5B1%5D.htmO.o If Clementine were a human, she would've had kits at 10! Right now Nutmeg's around 9 or 10 years old if she were a human...and if Leaf were, she'd be 17 or so...so yeah. That means if she were a human and she was Nutmeg's mother, she would have had Nutmeg at...8 years old! LOL that's creepy... But that doesn't matter....lol Leaf entered the sandy hollow. Her light paws sunk into the sand, and little grains stuck to her pads. She heard no sound behind her, and turned around to check if Nutmeg was following her. There was the little kit, padding as silently as a full-fledged Clan warrior. She seemed to be thinking about something...probably her sister. Leaf had never had siblings since she was a couple moons old--they'd all died of whitecough along with her father. Her mother had died at the litter's birth--her first litter. Leaf had never known her mother...where was Nutmeg's mother right now? Leaf's thoughts drifted, and soon she arrived to her nest. Right next to it was a freshly made, smaller nest in which Nutmeg would fit perfectly. A small fresh-kill pile sat next to it, which Leaf had hunted before Nutmeg woke up. Here it is. Do you like it?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 5, 2007 15:05:06 GMT -5
Nutmeg, instead of relpying, jumped into the little bed. She bounced in circles, purring and laughing. Finally her energy wore out and she sat, panting. There was no need to answer, but she did so anyway: "Yes!"
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 5, 2007 15:58:21 GMT -5
Leaf raised a brow. Really? You do?
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 5, 2007 17:04:16 GMT -5
Not recognising the obvious sarcasm, Nutmeg nodded. "Really! I love it!"
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 5, 2007 17:05:31 GMT -5
Thanks, Nutmeg. That means a lot to me. A faint purr rose up her throat.
OOC- I didn't mean her to be sarcastic...but now that I think of it, that would make MUCH more sense! lol
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 5, 2007 20:48:43 GMT -5
OOC: lol! My character was right and I was wrong... Is there something weird with that picture? XD
Nutmeg tilted her head in that completely adorable way and gazed happily around, and then into Leaf's eyes with loving respect. No matter how young the she-cat was, there was a motherly feeling about her, and Nutmeg new that she had made a good decision in not going with Czar. Leaf was so kind, so caring, so loving... And Nutmeg loved her right back.
Suddenly a maple leaf floated down from a large tree above. Nutmeg's peripheral vision caught it, and she lept into the air, batting and jumping, purring and laughing, and having the time of her up to now boring life. She loved this place as much as she loved her new friend and family. She seemed to almost be dancing as she lept and twisted, using all of the energy she had to whack that little maple leaf. It was odd that in the kittypet place, such joy was hard to come by... but here, everything had a spark of life and happyness, beautious awake, to it.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 7, 2007 13:00:29 GMT -5
OOC- You're sooo good at RPing! Wow. I'll never, ever be a better RPer than you. Amber eyes locked with adorable ((color?)) eyes, and Leaf felt the warm tingle of love run down her spine. She loved this cat like a daughter, even though she really couldn't have been her real mother. Leaf had done well when she had fought to protect Nutmeg from Czar's dangerous life...and now she was happy she'd done it. It was one of the best choices of her life. The only other time she'd felt love was with Kerwyn--and he'd disappeared after they had visited Demon. Plus, that was a different kind of love, a difficult, hard kind. This was simple love--the love of family. Leaf finally had family for the first time since she'd been a moon old. Finally. She watched Nutmeg as she spotted a falling leaf, and watched the kit as she pounced and played and twisted joyfully, enjoying her new, exciting life. Leaf smiled, purring. Suddenly she wondered what would have happened if Nutmeg had been taken into the wrong paws...what if Shimmer, that evil loner who killed any cat in her way, had found Nutmeg? Leaf shivered. If that had happened....no. She shouldn't think about it. All she had to do was take care of her new daughter, and keep her safe and happy. That would be hard and easy to do at the same time. Leaf feared that something would happen to Nutmeg before she learned all the skills of living in the wild...but then she shook her head. There was no time like the present. It was a gift. That's why it was called the present. So right now Leaf had to enjoy the happy present. She should be happy and not worry about anything. This was the time to enjoy life and be thankful that she'd come across Czar's land at the time she had. It was time to enjoy Nutmeg's company and everything that came with nature.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 8, 2007 8:27:02 GMT -5
OOC: You're already as good... if not better! Her eyes are orange.
Nutmeg finally caught the pesky green between her paws, and brought the leaf down to the ground with her, pinning it in one spot. She experimentally lifted a paw, and then, as the breeze picked up and the leaf twitched, clamped it down again. She watched it for a little, almost waiting for it to put up some sort of decent struggle against the claw that so firmly held it, but nothing happened. Curious to see if it would move, she backed up slightly, removing her foot from on top of the leaf. There was calm for a second, as no wind was blowing, and then a gust of air suddenly swept across the meadow and the leaf began to flutter. Nutmeg raced after it, but it was soon lost to the great expanse of sky. Sullenly, she padded back to Leaf, then noticed that other leaves were falling, and little scurries of motion gave away the presence of mice and voles. Everywhere she looked there was something to do, something to watch, something to bat at.
She walked over to Leaf, and said quietly, but with such truth and feeling, "Thank you for bringing me here."
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 9, 2007 10:14:34 GMT -5
OOC- in advance, I have 10 minutes and a billion things to do befor ethe stupid library logs me off. So, sorry if I make lots of spelling mistakes. I'm sure I alreayd made 3 or 4. teehee.
Leaf smiled. You're welcome. You know what? I hope that you will love your life here, and that you will use its advantages to learn. Suddenly she switched from mother mode back to mentor mode. Speaking of learning, young one, we have many things for you to learn. Would you like to explore my territory thouroughly? Or would you like to go to see what the Clan life is like? If we go, we must not get caught. I just want you to know as many things as possible. She looked lovingly down at the adventorous kit that she had come to love like a daughter within days of meeting her.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 9, 2007 15:12:48 GMT -5
Both options sounded appealing to such an explorer of a kit. Even in the two-leg place she had always adventured, looking for a dash of excitement, that kind of little spark that everything here had. She thought, though, and sensably, that if she wanted to explore and such around the place, she would want to know the territory first. So she went with the first possibility.
"I'll learn about everything around here, I guess!" she responded eagerly.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 12, 2007 18:58:28 GMT -5
She nodded. Great. Hey, I'm going to test you out as a little pre-assessment. Alright? Okay. So, do you think we should leave now, when it's dark, or wait until tomorrow morning? Remember, lots of other rogues trespass here too. She smiled, waiting for the kit's answer.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Apr 12, 2007 19:18:27 GMT -5
The question was a hard one, as Nutmeg knew almost nothing about Rogues. She was about to say night, when there were less cats about, but suddenly a memory flashed into her mind. It was rather recient actually:
As the cats conversed, Nutmeg could hear her heart pound. It was so dark in this wood that she could barely see her sister. The indistiguishable and foreign forms of Czar and the other two cats only freightened Nutmeg more. It was the middle of the day, but only little glimmers of sun came in through the dense canopy, and it was tainted green by the layers of chlorophyl-holding leaves in was forced to pass through. It was as if Czar liked the black nothingness of night so much that in his home it was midnight even at sunhigh.
Nutmeg, after getting over the initial shock of remembering such a terrifying moment, pondered this day-dream. Rogues loved the night... so, therefor, it would be much safer, not to mention easier, to go by day. Proud of her reasoning skills, Nutmeg confidantly meowed, "We should wait until daytime!"
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 13, 2007 15:58:43 GMT -5
Leaf broke into a wider smile. Nutmeg--I'm seriously wondering how you are so smart. Tell me your secret! Then she thought. Actually, since it's a secret, don't tell me. I'll find out soon! She laughed and winked. Alright! So. Do you want to eat something else or sleep directly? She looked at the sun. It was quickly setting and casting the entire valley in a glow of orange and red and pink.
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