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Post by all out JINX ♥ on Dec 27, 2008 23:44:02 GMT -5
. Iguanacloak . . When I catch my breath it's you I breathe . A white male with patches of tabby brown walked blindly through the white snow, he had been stuck out in it for awhile after thinking it had finally ended. Iguanacloak stepped forward more and more thinking he was going the right way, he knew he should of stayed where he was. His numb paws dragged his now heavy body through the snow, before he knew it he was under a little tree, icicles hung above sharp and deadly. A growl escaped him as he smelled the tree, he was on the border. Iguanacloak hit the tree with his paws with as much force as he could again and again, he had been going the wrong way the whole time. Then all of a sudden a sharp pain crawled through his body, blood poured down his sides where his shoulder blades sat. His hazel-green eyes widened then rolled back in his head, he fell to the snowy ground with a large thud. As he hit an icicle slid out from in between his shoulder blades, it wasn't very large but it was extremely sharp, it had hit directly in the middle and deep enough to reach the heart. Poor Iguanacloak had died of a freak-accident.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Dec 28, 2008 6:23:06 GMT -5
aloespirit The caramel-coloured tabby knew that it was dangerous. He knew that no cats were supposed to be out in the blizzard. It had picked up again, pelting him with hard bits of ice and compacted snow. But he had woken to find two of his best friends, Iguanacloak and Terrapinshell, missing. He was terribly worried about them. His bright green eyes were dark with worry. He halted as he smelt a faint waft of blood. Fear swept through him, but the tom knew better than to panic. He loped through the white wall towards the scent. He spotted scarlet stains on the perfect white up ahead. His breath caught in his throat. He was too late. For Iguanacloak, anyway. He licked some of the blood from his friend's coat, then pressed his nose to the dead tom's cheek. "My poor friend," he breathed. He seized the tom's body by his scruff, and dragged it to a large oak tree with spreading branches. He knew this huge tree had a hollowed trunk, and finding a hole, pushed Iguanacloak's body into the splintered space. He then ducked back out of the tree, his face torn with sadness and anxiety. He had to find Terrapinshell. Something stirred inside of him, another emotion, more than friendship. And he knew he couldn't just let her die like Iguanacloak.
He loved her.
// Kee, could you post with Terra, like we arranged? :]
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