Post by Cloud on Sept 30, 2010 20:45:17 GMT -5
OOC: It's k, Gosh. Now that I'm a freshman, I fully understand exactly how busy people can be. But I refuse to give up my sites.
BIC: "Good luck as well. Be swift and purposeful, ally." She said with a brief nod before turning in the direction of the stream off in the distance.
Pebbletail liked her new associate. Frailheart appeared dependable enough, and seemed a valuable ally. They would work as one to take down that abomination called the Experiment. Order! Fools who dreamed of such a thing needed to have their heads bashed against a rock and made to be shown sense: there was no order. There never would be. But those dirtbrains would never listen. No matter. They themselves would provide their own means of obliteration: weak-minded cats in their ranks.
But enough daydreaming...she must process the new information and move deliberately so as to be effective to their plans. It was good the yellow tabby had agreed to her wishes, as it left her free to do the most vital part of the job.
Ten days...how many of those had passed already? At least two, she reasoned.
At a leisurely pace, for the day was irritatingly hot and she would get there soon enough, the shadow-colored con stepped toward the favored birthing place.
OOC: This ends the thread, correct? I think I'll post as her along with Hailpaw in my kit thread post.
BIC: "Good luck as well. Be swift and purposeful, ally." She said with a brief nod before turning in the direction of the stream off in the distance.
Pebbletail liked her new associate. Frailheart appeared dependable enough, and seemed a valuable ally. They would work as one to take down that abomination called the Experiment. Order! Fools who dreamed of such a thing needed to have their heads bashed against a rock and made to be shown sense: there was no order. There never would be. But those dirtbrains would never listen. No matter. They themselves would provide their own means of obliteration: weak-minded cats in their ranks.
But enough daydreaming...she must process the new information and move deliberately so as to be effective to their plans. It was good the yellow tabby had agreed to her wishes, as it left her free to do the most vital part of the job.
Ten days...how many of those had passed already? At least two, she reasoned.
At a leisurely pace, for the day was irritatingly hot and she would get there soon enough, the shadow-colored con stepped toward the favored birthing place.
OOC: This ends the thread, correct? I think I'll post as her along with Hailpaw in my kit thread post.
