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Post by tornKitty on Jul 6, 2011 23:21:24 GMT -5
pony the kittypet. It was a lavender lane out here, a meadow within the deep innards of the forest. Purple flowers speckled the green lithosphere, tall and healthy grass stretched toward the ice blue firmament of the sky. The smell of lavender was overwhelming - though far more in the good way than the bad... Um. No, Pony - you got it all wrong. In fact, this winter day was particularly dull. The area was shady and diminutive in foliage; as the snow had long since smuthered any hopeful blossoms.
Trees provided adequate shelter from the harsh weather, be it the fiercest of storms or the harshest sunrises - the canopy provided quite well for whomever lingered beneath the broad, stretching branches. The vastness of the meadow was breathtaking when you were such a small creature, merely a dot of alabaster among all else. Pony trotted with a flamboyance in his step, rather eager to stow away from his two-legs. They were awfully clingy, hell-bent on grooming his fur. What a relief it was to bask in the warmth of the sun, intertwined with the icy nip of the snow...
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Post by Tygerz~ on Jul 7, 2011 0:58:39 GMT -5
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Brightgaze trotted happily through the woods, her eyes only open enough to see any trees in her path. She was mostly going by scent and sound- a fun little experiment. It was still among her first outings as a warrior, and she was definitely using- and loving- the privilege to leave camp. This was more of a wandering around outing then hunting, though a small part of her was looking for something. She was still curious to meet that kittypet- Pony- again. It had been a while since she had seen him, and she now had more reason to find him. She wanted to tell him that she was finally a warrior. By the way the sound carried she could tell she was nearing a clearing, and her nose twitched as she caught an oddly familiar scent. Mixed with that the strong scent of tree was getting clos- ouch. Bonking her nose against a tree she had not seen, the young warrior yowled and rubbed it with an ivory paw. She sat down in the snow, the scent forgotten, sat with her bright blue eyes crossed to try and see it. She somehow had not noticed that she was out of Thunderclan territory, and she also hadn't thought about how noticeable her bright golden orange pelt would be in all this whiteness.
With that, a disgruntled Brightgaze shook her head and began walking into the large field with her tail dragging a bit as her nose throbbed. Damn tree... Her whiskers twitched though as she caught the scent again, strong now though. She glanced around quickly, but didn't see anything at first. Then she noticed movement- and a pure white cat walking towards her. That was... Pony! Her demeanor instantly changed back and a smile was plastered on her maw as she jogged towards the cat. "Pony! Hi! I haven't seen you around in a while... And guess what! I'm a warrior now!"
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Post by tornKitty on Jul 7, 2011 11:06:52 GMT -5
pony the kittypet. He had begun the long, pleasant procedure of grooming as he sat idly in the snow-smuthered forestry when a golden speck approached. She'd grown, and was incresingly beautiful... but he did not stare. That was hardly the works of a gentleman! The brute usually spent a great deal of his time cursing his miserable life as kitty-pet, with his freedom limited and scarce. That'd been why he hadn't seen his pretty friend in quite some time, due to his few and far between access. Of course, the clans had likely been living in the realm of shit-starters. There was no doubt predators were far more common in such an icy chill.
More concerned with the she-cat's presence as he stood there, finally the tom flicked tympanums to listen to her words. She was a warrior? Oh, well that explained why her fur was all fluffed up with enthusiasm - why he pelt glittered in the sunlight... Choking back a mew of humor at his own peculiarity, the snow-white tom trotted closer to her, bumping cerebrum to her own cranium.
"Brightpaw!" Pony responed cheerfully. "Or is that not your name anymore?" His pelt was splattered with the warm aroma of pine and his fur stood up rather awkwardly. He obviously needed a grooming through more practiced hands -- not through the interactive behaviors of sharing tongues. He needed a brush or five taken to him. But baths were out of the question. The moment his two-legs touched him with a squirt of liquefaction, they'd be dismembered by fang and claw.
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Post by Tygerz~ on Jul 7, 2011 13:43:58 GMT -5
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Brightgaze returned his head bump, glad to see the tom again. It seemed like it had been forever since they had met. "Nope! Now its Brightgaze!"
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[/b] Brightgaze purred happily, quite loving her new name. "So how have you been Pony? Anything interesting happen? Have your two legs been keeping you stuck inside all this time?"[/b] she wondered with her head cocked to the side a bit in curiosity at what was happening in his life. She kind of felt like she was rattling, but she did have a slight tendency to do that when she was happy. A warm pine scent came off of the ivory tom, and she wondered how long he had been out of his two leg nest. His coat didn't seem quite as well groomed as last time, but it was still very handsome... No, what was she thinking? This was her friend... and a kittypet...! A rather awesome one at that, but it was still an issue was it not? Trying to keep her mind away from that path, she began licking her paw and swiping it over her face. She had groomed before she left yeah, but better safe than sorry right? [/center]
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Post by tornKitty on Jul 7, 2011 15:49:01 GMT -5
pony the kittypet. Brightgaze? Boy, did he have a Casanova line stuck in his lips. Yes... Your gaze is as bright as the twinkling stars, my dear; Wouldn't that just be phenomenal? He could swoon the little Sheila with a bat of his lashes - couldn't he just? As he was so much older than she, by many moons - not quite to be classified as some old man, but old enough to sway the little darling with expertise...
Woah, woah, woah. Pony couldn't believe himself! Whatever demon had infested his innards and brought upon his vulgar thoughts was put to rest. This was a clan cat, and in fact - he was only around fourteen moons old! Not quite the Rasputin to stick a rose between his teeth, let alone some stud in black leather. Pony was simply a kittypet, with few impressive features. Waves of lukewarm breath slid through the air, the chilly fog manifesting in the mid-section between the duet. A morning dew coiled around the two, trying to strangle both feminine and masculine figures. The fae was a lovely essa, a true being of the kings. He could figure she was something of a social butterfly, not inflated with an egotistical nature beyond her years...
Leaning back on his hind legs, he fell backward in the snow - rolling about in alabaster that matched his thick coat. Paper thins flaring, he cocked her head as she spoke. "Sadly, yes. They seem pretty convinced I can't take care of myself!" He scoffed in disbelief, hoping against hope that she would agree that he could take care of himself. After all, his battle strategies weren't exactly groomed to perfection, but they were reasonable. Flicking his tail, a smile smile quirked his lips as she began to groom herself, rather fastidiously if he was seeing correctly. Unable to stop himself, the tom leaned forward slightly, the bluntest of comments coming from parted - ivory jowls. "You're really pretty, Brightgaze." The tom mewed; optics widening in what could be registered as shock.
Was he truthfully hitting on some poor soul, a warrior who wouldn't have the slightest interest in some mere kittypet. Lips parted ever so slightly, he let his gaping maw snap back together. "Er, I mean... Beautiful - I guess. I don't know." Even as he said it, the tom realized how miserable the 'recovery' was. It was, in fact, merely a drag on of what he'd meant to erase. Oh Starclan, the tom though miserably Help me.
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Post by Tygerz~ on Jul 7, 2011 22:10:17 GMT -5
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Brightgaze giggled when Pony fell onto his back and began rolling in the snow. "Well I think you could take care of yourself just fine without them!"
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[/b] she meowed in a playful tone. She did mean it, but when he was rolling in the snow it was hard to have a serious voice anyway! She found it quite odd actually that he wasn't permitted to come outside much- most kittypets she had heard of were allowed to come and go as they wanted, and most of those couldn't even hunt! While Pony here could hunt- and probably fight too if he had too- yet he was never outside. Didn't seem quite fair to her. The golden she cat stopped her pink tongue mid-lick. "...Really?"[/b] she meowed, her ears down and feeling quite hot in embarrassment. Did he just call her pretty? Wait, now it was beautiful!? Wow... she had never been called that before. Realizing she was staring like a like a pigeon who was about to become dinner, she blinked as if coming back to her senses. A kind of sheepish smile appeared on her face. "You're quite the handsome tom yourself, ya know..."[/b] she purred quietly, looking up through her eye lashes as she said it, embarrassed by her own words. Her tail swayed nervously while her eyes studied his pure white pelt again, unconsciously proving her own point. What are you thinking? Your actually flirting with a kittypet! What would Nightstar think?![/i] the thoughts flickered through her mind. But this wasn't just any old kittypet! Pony was different somehow... But hey, what was some harmless fun... right? Feeling a bit nervous now, she decided to lighten the mood up a bit. A playful grin came onto her maw, showing off her pearly white fangs, and she stood up. Turning and walking a few paces away, she held her tail and head high, trying to get the flirty tom distracted. Next, she used her back paw to shovel a nice sized scoop of snow and fling it towards his face. Brightgaze would then prance a few fox lengths away and bow her head down with her rear in the air. "Catch me if you can!"[/b] she teased, feeling rather kit like for the moment. [/center]
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Post by tornKitty on Jul 8, 2011 14:56:46 GMT -5
pony the kittypet. .
Pony gave a smile as she returned his head bump. Well, that was fortunate to some minuscule level. Smiling gratefully, he gave a small nod. "Hah, tell that to them!" He mewed. His two legs could be quite a pain, hell-bent on keeping him locked up like some.. Oh.. He was a kittypet. But.. no more! Without much warning, the tom tilting his nape of alabaster, his enamels sealing over the black collar. Tugging uselessly, he found himself unable to rip through the expensive leather. He was no show-cat, nor had he been born from an applauded bloodline, he was simply a cat. But that hadn't stopped his two-legs from buying him some flashy, snazzy collar. Did anything stop them from doing anything? No... They did what they wanted, and now... How could ever dismember his life as a kittypet? He didn't want it anymore, and it was painfully obvious. Being cooped within a house was a sickening life, eating him away.
Shaking his fur, he sighed impatiently. Too infuriated to notice her reaction to his compliment. As seconds ticked by without a single lyric uttered, tympanums of snow white flicked forward. She thought he was handsome? Well.. that was a relief. "Y..You do? But.. I'm a kittypet." He said bluntly. Though he'd never been in love or felt an infatuation for any clan cat, it was beyond obvious that none would ever feel those emotions for a kittypet. Creatures that they teased without remorse. As she bounded away in play, his fur fell flat; previously pricked with anticipation. But now... He didn't exactly feel like being led on, let alone the appetizer who whomever who true love would be. With ears and tail down, he turned away and began to pad into the forest. "I..I'm sorry. I'll see you some other day, Brightgaze." Pony said, as cheerfully as he could manage.
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Post by Tygerz~ on Jul 8, 2011 15:44:39 GMT -5
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Brightgaze looked at Pony as he tugged on his collar. "What are you doing?"
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