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[2014-11-26 03:00:15 +0000 UTC]
"Dominikki"
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Depends.. They said till I'm 13 (March 31) OR If mai mum wins this and convinces them ill be okay with parental watchingstuff whatever XD then.. I aint sure.. I hope soon tho..
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okay o3o
should I start doing RP posts on this account, or should we just hold off on that? :I
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start doing them here.. >.< I'm dying without mai account..
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lol, okay, I'll just post em as a reply to this :3
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Rigid felt like he could breath easier now with his new companion. It seemed there was a tenseness in him that he hadn't noticed, for it was there so long that he had accepted it fully. But now, the brute could walk with true confidence and mirth.
lol, super late response...))
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Spindle noticed a change in his attitude, and she rather enjoyed his friendly side- instead of his highstrung... better then everyone else side. "We should be there soon.." She guessed outloud, as the scent of many cats was getting strong. The stench of it making her cringe.
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"Mmm..." Rigid groaned as he realised just how close they were getting. He shuddered as he thought of the last time he lived with a large group of cats. "Maybe we can stop to get something to eat? And I need to rest and clean myself..." he hastily suggested.
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Her ears twitched. "Y-Yea.. Sure.." Spindle sat down, and proceeded to start grooming her paws. "Well, since were stopped.." She paused in her grooming, looking at him. "Where was your last home.. If I may ask?"
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Rigid flinched as the question had shocked him out of sitting. "Just some other forest," he sighed,"in some other land..." Rigid kept himself from making eye contact with the she-cat and slowly began to lick at his side.
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Spindle rolled her eyes, but dropped the subject and continued grooming her paws.
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Rigid licked his chops as he finished up licking his tail. He looked a Spindle for a moment and sighed. The tom stretched himself across the leafy terrain, limbering his tight muscles. "I was never part of a clan if that's what you're asking." he breathed. Rigid closed his eyes and rested his head on his forearm.
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Her ears twitched in surprise. "Well, then.. We'll be experiencing something new.. Together.." Her fur prickled- What were they getting themselves into anyway?
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Rigid stopped himself from sharing further and instead focused on trying to sleep. Maybe tomorrow the fear would diminish.Β
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Spindlle rose to her paws, walking away fromhim- maybe she could do a bit of hunting before they continued the next day..?
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Rigid managed to sleep, but it was a painful slumber. His muscle were sore and the pain in his wounds gave him nightmares. His face twitched as he slept, and his tail thudded rapidly on the ground.
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Spindle managed to catch a squirrel and two voles, before stopping. She could hear cats.. "Kit's, please.. Just go to sleep.. Your going to wake the whole camp up.." She heard a queens exasperated sigh, and the babbling of a few kittens. *I must be near the clans..* She thought, picking up the prey and bounding back to Rigid. Setting down the prey, she curled up, watching his uneasy sleep. Not sure when, Spindle finally drifted asleep.
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Rigid's paws twitched as he walked around in his dream. The landscape was normal, but at every twinge of pain, it grew darker- so dark that at one point it became pitch black. He couldn't see anything, but the pain flung images at him, one after another, iridescent pictures of cats he once knew. At first, it startled Rigid, but as the images kept coming, it saddened him.
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Spindle lifted her head groggily- It was dawn. But- Ugh.. He was still twitching.. Spindle pulled herself to her paws and leapt, pinning his tail to the dusk. "It's dawn get up!" Spindle yowled, breaking into a laughing purr.
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Rigid lifted his head and blinked the tiredness out of his eyes. "Mm, good morning sunshine..." his voice was coarse like gravel. Rigid stood and stretched his sore legs. Yawning, the tom laid back down and looked around with half-lidded eyes. All the motion he was making in his sleep had made it feel like he hadn't slept at all, and he was already ready for a cat nap.
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(sorreh for late reply)
Spindle trotted over to the small pile of prey and her ears twitched. "Squirrel? Or the voles?" She gestured to the prey with a paw. "When I caught it I heard the clans... They- They sound decent enough.."
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Rigid licked his nose a couple times. "Voles..." he sighed and yawned again. "What... mm, what make you say that?" Rigid found it difficult to to keep his eyes open, but he was ready for a meal.
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Spindle shrugged, throwing him the voles. She then settled down and began on her squirrel. "Just hurry up.. I wanna get to the clans' why sunhigh.." She mumbled around a mouthfull.
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Rigid quickly finished the first vole and he could feel the energy it provided begin to fuel his body with life. "So," he started in a more enthusiastic voice, "what did you hear the clan cats talking about?" The tom started on the second vole as he waited for her reply.
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(sorry keep getting writers block XD)
Spindle finished her squirrel before replying. "Eh, it was just a few kittens' babbling, and their mother telling them to be quiet before they wake everyone up.." She purred. "But they sounded nice.. I mean.. From what I heard.."Β
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"I just...," Rigid pulled his paws to his chest, "I've just never really been comfortable... being around alot of cats.... Why do you have to go?" Rigid's voice held an air of innocence about it.
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Spindle sighed, she really didn't want Rigid to leave, but.. She had to go.. No one had told her why.. But it was requested of her.. "It's.. It's as a request from my family.. But.. I'm not sure if I'll have to stay there forever.." She glanced down; he'd think she was insane listening to dead cats..
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Rigid was slightly confused and frustrated. He assumed that all this was just some dream she'd had and the fact that she was acting upon it had irritated him. "How long then?" he said as his tail slid back and forth on the leaf littered land.
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Her ears flattened- "Like I'm suppose to know!? Trust me, I hate this stupid mission more then you, and it's not like I'm forcing you to come along!" She snapped, her loose temper getting the better of her. Turning, Spindle stalked into the bushes, slowly heading for the clans' borders. Guilt slowly started to spread, and she felt tears well up in the corners of her eyes- but if he wanted to come, he could, if he didn't.. Oh well.. It irritated her that she had begun to care for him, but she couldn't refuse the prick of sadness that came along with the thought of what if he didn't come..?
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Rigid's ears snapped back at her angry words. The emotional pain burned in his throat and eyes. He thought for a moment... it's worse to be with someone who hates you than to be alone....
So he chose not to pursue her any longer....
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Spindle staggered, and crouched, belly against the ground. She couldn't hear him behind her, she would never know if he was coming.. Even in the clans.. She would still be alone.. She knew she would never be fully accepted.. Burrowing her head under her paws she yowled, with all the pent up sadness, loneliness, and regret in her mew- "I'm sorry!! I never meant it!!! I swear!!" The tears ran down her muzzle, falling to the ground, making her cheeks damp. Shee never meant anything she said.. But she wasn't sure if he would ever believe or trust her again...
(I know cats can't cry cuz no tear ducts, but i can pretend XD)
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Rigid sunk back into a dark depression. He questioned how many months he'd be alone thisΒ time. The tom laid over onto his side and stared aimlessly into the distance. His chest ached with a dull, mourningful pain and his vision hased. In his eyes, there was no use trying to survive anymore if he couldn't share his life with others; if he had to be alone forever...
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Spindle finally rose to her paws- If he wouldn't come to her, she'd go back to appologize.. At least... She began bounding back threw the bushes, stopping once she finally spotted the tom, laying on the ground. "I- I'm so sorry..." She whispered, eyes clouding over. "I never meant what I said.. And I'm- I'm sorry I left..."
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Rigid didn't say anything in response, he only sighed a deep, mournful sigh. He wasn't mad at Sindle, just disappointed in himself that he wasn't strong enough to apologize... or even try to stay alive....
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Ears twitching, Spindle walked over to his side and sat down, looking at the ground. "We'll head to the clans, and in a moons time, maybe I'll have figured out why I'm there. Then we can decide if we're staying, or leaving." She mumbled.
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Rigid's ears fell flat. The brute sighed as he slowly pulled himself off the ground. Without a word, he pressed his head against her chest and sat down. Thank you, he thought, thank you for saving me...
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She closed her eyes, resting her chin on his head. (im outa wordz.. x3 mai mind went blank with tiredness)
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lol, dun worry about eet...))
"I don't want to be alone anymore..." he whispered as he pushed past her chest and up her neck. The tom purred as he moved away from her and looked to the she-cat with dilated eyes.
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Spindle nodded. "You won't be alone.." She rose to her paws. "We should probably start for the clans again.."
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"No." Rigid said abruptly as he wrapped his paw around her arm. "Just... stay like this... for a little while longer... please" his voice grew quieter as he went on. He'd never experinced being this close to someone for so long, and he was not about to let it slip through his paws.
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She shrugged, and sat back down. "Fine.. But we leave by sunhigh.." She mumbled.
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The tom breathed and slid his paw back down to the ground. There was silence between them, but it was warm and content and Rigid felt that he would be just fine with stay here, like this, forever... but he knew it wouldn't last. The thought of the clans sent a cold chill down his spine. "How much do you miss your family?" he purred.
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Spindle closed her eyes and the memories of her family flashed threw her mind. "More then anything..." She breathed.
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Rigid's ear twitched. "I never had a family..." he whispered, and he laid down at the she-cats feet.
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She twitched her ears and curled her tail over her paws. "I'll never leave.." She mumbled.
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Rigid looked up to Spindle with dazzling brown eyes. "What's wrong?" he questioned as his tail swished back and forth. Though they were so close, she still seemed distant.
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She shook her head. "N-Nothing.." Spindle glanced upward, the sun making her blue eyes glint. "It's nearing sunhigh, we should be on our way." She got to her paws, looking at Rigid.
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Rigid narrowed his eyes at her- she was clearly hiding something. He sighed and stood up, his muscles were sore but prominent and his wounds had finally closed. He looked down at Spindle to meet her eyes, only realising now that he was larger than her. "Did," he sigh as he was not familiar with the situation he was in, "did I do something wrong?"Β
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She shook her head. "No, you didn't do anything wrong. Don't worry about it.." She turned, flicking her tail for him to follow and started towards the clans' border.
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Rigid trotted in front of her and stared her down with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He hated secrets almost as much as being alone....
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