Post by Avery on Oct 12, 2015 17:06:42 GMT -5
Tags: Rogue
Words: 360
Muse: Good
Music: N/A
Ooc: She is still part of Talonclan technically but has been on the outskirts of Whisperclan's main camp all of Leafbare until now basically. Her scent is a mingle of Talonclan and Reddusk (ℓυиαя). The Clan knows she's there, but Red usually keeps her away from curious eyes until now
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Marbled paws moved swiftly in the sands of the den as the she-cat twirled around and around in a hurried but controlled dance. Now rid of the pesky cough that had bogged her down during Leaf-bare she could perform the maneuver's that Reddusk had prescribed for her. Slipping into a crouch she locked her eyes onto the lone green leaf that stood in the center of the den, which she identified as the red-furred tom. Leaping into the air she quickly began to go about the next round of movements before she came back to her original starting position of a crouch. Red-ringed tail slid against the sandy surface slowly, while the tension dissipated from her body. Sitting up she began to groom the tiny granules from her short brown and white fur, taking care to pause every few heartbeats to spit the disgusting stuff out.
Now that the difficult task of grooming was out of the way the she-cat pondered about the den, trying to judge the time from the shadows that stretched towards her. It was around noon-high, the usual time that Reddusk would visit... If he was still visiting her. It had been several sunrises since the last time since she had seen him and she was starting to grow worried. Why was he not here? Had he grown bored of caring for her? The Talonclanner pushed the thought away, wanting to only focus on the positive rather than the negative's, knowing that Reddusk wasn't the sort to just abandon her. Maybe something held him up. Padding towards the entrance to the abandoned badger's set she settled onto her haunches once more, deciding that fresh air was better than being cooped up in here all day.
For once she would listen to Reddusk's order of staying put.
... Maybe.
Words: 360
Muse: Good
Music: N/A
Ooc: She is still part of Talonclan technically but has been on the outskirts of Whisperclan's main camp all of Leafbare until now basically. Her scent is a mingle of Talonclan and Reddusk (ℓυиαя). The Clan knows she's there, but Red usually keeps her away from curious eyes until now
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Marbled paws moved swiftly in the sands of the den as the she-cat twirled around and around in a hurried but controlled dance. Now rid of the pesky cough that had bogged her down during Leaf-bare she could perform the maneuver's that Reddusk had prescribed for her. Slipping into a crouch she locked her eyes onto the lone green leaf that stood in the center of the den, which she identified as the red-furred tom. Leaping into the air she quickly began to go about the next round of movements before she came back to her original starting position of a crouch. Red-ringed tail slid against the sandy surface slowly, while the tension dissipated from her body. Sitting up she began to groom the tiny granules from her short brown and white fur, taking care to pause every few heartbeats to spit the disgusting stuff out.
Now that the difficult task of grooming was out of the way the she-cat pondered about the den, trying to judge the time from the shadows that stretched towards her. It was around noon-high, the usual time that Reddusk would visit... If he was still visiting her. It had been several sunrises since the last time since she had seen him and she was starting to grow worried. Why was he not here? Had he grown bored of caring for her? The Talonclanner pushed the thought away, wanting to only focus on the positive rather than the negative's, knowing that Reddusk wasn't the sort to just abandon her. Maybe something held him up. Padding towards the entrance to the abandoned badger's set she settled onto her haunches once more, deciding that fresh air was better than being cooped up in here all day.
For once she would listen to Reddusk's order of staying put.
... Maybe.