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Post by Wolf on Jun 4, 2008 11:30:22 GMT -5
Wolfpaw woke up and opened one eye sleepily. He panicked for a few moments, before remembering that he was in Spectre's cave. He yawned and stretched before sitting up and beginning to groom himself.
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Post by SHADE. :D on Jun 4, 2008 11:41:00 GMT -5
spectre. a ghost of you is all that i have left it's all that i have left
of you to hold
[/right] Spectre had woken to her usual alarm; the sun rising. The slender white she-cat rose, her jaws gaping wide in a yawn that revealed her white teeth and pink gums. She then blinked, narrowing her ice-blue eyes against the blinding light. Spectre shook her body, which was still heavy with sleep. The white loner then sat outside the cave, the grass caressing her snowy pelt, watching the sun rise. After this she set off on her usual morning hunt, to top up the kill pile.
By the time she returned, Wolfpaw was sat up and grooming himself. Spectre mumbled a greeting through a mouthful of sparrow and mouse, both of which dangled from her mouth. She deposited them on the pile, where a vole and a pigeon lay. Spectre then sat down and began to groom her dusty white fur, her head bobbing up and down like a pendulum. After her coat was groomed to spotlessness, she smiled brightly at her young guest. "Good morning, Wolfpaw," she mewed. "C'mon, have some breakfast, don't be shy." Spectre chose the vole for herself and began to tear into it hungrily.[/blockquote][/size]
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Post by Wolf on Jun 4, 2008 11:45:14 GMT -5
Wolfpaw looked up as Spectre returned. "Good morning." he mewed. He then padded over to the pile of prey and picked up the sparrow before returning to eat it beside Spectre. He'd always liked sparrow, it was his favourite. He licked his lips before starting to eat.
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