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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Mar 7, 2007 20:16:44 GMT -5
OoC|| Streamy, could you come here please?
Whisperkit glaced from corner to corner. Where's the dew I need so badly? Where!?! This morning was an especially cruel morning. Dew has been rare lately, and Whisperkit suffered. There is no choice, I need a mother.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Mar 8, 2007 15:42:02 GMT -5
Swirlingheart woke up and yawned. Whisperkit? Are you okay?
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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Mar 9, 2007 20:40:37 GMT -5
"I'm hungry, and I can't find any dew. The grass that usually have it don't anymore. Grass tastes horrible, and I don't have anything to eat or drink," Whisperkit whimpered. Her stomach gurgled.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Mar 10, 2007 12:26:50 GMT -5
Oh! Poor you! How old are you? Can you eat fresh-kill? Swirlingheart's brows crinkled.
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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Mar 10, 2007 22:25:45 GMT -5
"I'm five moons and a half moons. I've never tasted fresh-kill before. It was always dew. And it tasted different each time I took a lick. Now it's gone."
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Mar 11, 2007 13:31:01 GMT -5
Swirlingheart gasped. She sprinted over to the fresh-kill pile, forgetting her tiredness. She picked up a huge mouse and ran back, setting it in front of the kit. Here. Eat this. You'll feel better. Poor you...what's your name? The kit would soon be apprentice age...but was she ready?
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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Mar 14, 2007 1:25:23 GMT -5
"I'm Whisperkit. Thanks for the fresh-kill."
She sniffed at the strange meat and took a lick.
"Juicy," she commented.
Then she took a small bite and cautiously chewed. Happiness glimmered on her face as she swallowed her first bite.
"I love it! Can I have some more please?"
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Mar 14, 2007 14:21:56 GMT -5
Swirlingheart smiled. Not before you finish what you have in front of you, young Whisperkit, she mewed.
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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Apr 4, 2007 23:03:17 GMT -5
Whisperkit bit and tore at the mouse. When she finished, she licked her lips and asked, "Now can I have some more please?" |
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 5, 2007 13:34:04 GMT -5
Okay. Do you want to run up there and get it? she asked, pointing her tail outside to the fresh-kill pile.
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Post by shâdowõlƒ on Apr 25, 2007 20:19:29 GMT -5
"Yes! Yes! I wanna smell the smell freshkill makes!" The kit licked her lips again, this time at the thought of eating some more of this delicious new food. The young kit bounded towards the center of camp, not even caring about the somewhat shocked looks of felines nearby.
Heaving with excitement, the kit fell onto the soft floor.
"I got one! I got one!" Then she bit into it. So joicy, so soft and fluffy! Every moment of the bite was worth getting into trouble for. It took a little while for her to finish the skinny bunny, but when she did, a loud belch escaped her mouth.
"S'cuse me," Whisperkit said innocently.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Apr 27, 2007 14:42:29 GMT -5
OOC-sorry!!! Forgot!!!!!
Okay. Swirlingheart is being killed at the moment. So, yeah. What to do?
Streamsoul was padding out of the medicine den and spotted a kit racing to the fresh-kill pile. SHe stopped and stared, and as the kit ran back to the nursery, she rolled her eyes and continued padding to the fresh-kill pile herself. The weird thing was, she didn't recognize the kit....
Swirlingheart rolled her green orbs. It's fine. My kits do that all the time. Speaking of which...I wonder what troubles they've gotten into again?
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