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Post by zero on Mar 18, 2011 11:29:01 GMT -5
The green eyes of a gray tabby bore an uninterested expression as she lay splayed out on her side near the center of the enclosure. It had been a long time since she had conversed with anyone in the enclosure...at least on good terms. But she was much too lofty to approach a cat herself.
She especially didn't fancy meeting one of those batbrained Clanners, for she wasn't sure she could hold herself back from making remarks. However, Palestream would take her chances, for she had been without company for a long time and wanted some kind of conversation.
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Post by Cloud on Apr 6, 2011 21:47:09 GMT -5
Hailpaw, ever bored with looking after her little brood, yawned and woke up from a short nap, her children still curled on the gritty gravel. She smiled for a moment, looking down at them, and then shook her head. She was hungry, and there was no one around to hunt for her...or was there? Her golden eyes spotted a cat similarly colored to herself not that far off. She'd seen her, but she rarely tried to talk to she-cats, so she didn't know who this was.
More importantly, how could she convince her to do her a favor? Hmm...it would depend on the she-cat's allegiance. But then, the young queen did know both Experiment and Rebellion cats. Maybe she could exchange information for food.
Though it was tempting to yowl at her and shock the pretty tabby, Hailpaw opted for a sweeter, I'm-a-poor-young-queen in distress tone.
"Oh, sweetie, pretty gray tabby over there? If you're bored, I can help you not be. Come closer so I can see your lovely face. I'm so lonely," purred the little slut deceptively. It had a grain of truth in it, amid the flattery. She was feeling somewhat abandoned. "-and you look like an intelligent girl. I don't even care if you're a con or a Clanner, I myself am somewhat on the fence, though I'm a con right now. Just don't hold it against me."
The other cat did look pretty bored. Maybe her little speech would be enough to get over here so Hailpaw could assuage her growling stomach.
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