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Post by delly on Apr 2, 2023 13:16:09 GMT
Thunder Moon 03, 2021 Burnet didn't sleep last night. He rested at the entrance of his den, ears perked for any emergencies from his deathly-ill guest. The night was punctuated by pitiful coughs, but luckily, Rat pulled through. 'I'll never understand how Juniper hasn't cracked, knowing she holds the lives of other cats in her paws,' he mused. The sooner she returned, the better. When dawn arrived, Rat seemed stable enough to leave alone. Burnet was eager to set out on his morning hunt. He hadn't eaten yesterday evening, and his stress was starting to give way to hunger. He left Rat with some water and herbs, and padded off into the trees. The marshes were absolutely teeming with life this time of year. He wouldn't have to travel far to find a fat frog or a plump water vole. He quietly followed the stream by his den to a lush pond- one of his preferred hunting spots. The pond was alive with croaks and chitters. He spotted a few frogs swimming in the water, several fox-lengths out of reach. Burnet sniffed along the shoreline for easier targets. No luck. For now, he would need to sit and wait. Burnet crouched in the weeds, remaining perfectly still. Sooner or later, something would hop past him, and he would be ready. TAGS: phantomstars (Jinx)
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Post by phantomstars on Jun 18, 2023 9:30:08 GMT
Jinx Moons:42 | Pronouns: She/Her | Rank: Loner
Date: Thunder 3, 2021 | delly Things had worsen. To put it lightly.
Jinx Padded through the trees, sneering at every bird song, croaking of frogs, and whatever else she heard.
Patch had died.
She wasn't sure it was bad that the only thing she felt was anger. But she couldn't help it. That old Tom had done, seen so much in his life, had so many horrible injuries, and this is what kills him? A runny nose and a few coughs?
"Pathetic" She hissed through her teeth, with a few dry coughs.
She had left pretty much after that, Rat had fallen ill as well. She wasn't going to babysit the kitty pet after he kicked the bucket. If he didn't? She would come back. If he didn't let her join back? No matter. She would simply go back to the twoleg nests. If she for some reason couldn't get rid of this sickness, she would simply get a twoleg to fix her. Did that shatter her pride more than it was already? Yes. Did she care at this point? No.
Patch and Rat was who she was most loyal too. No point picking up the scraps of her group after they were dead, rather than them everyone of use was already dead or missing.
She huffed, her voice horsed. The sudden splash of water catching her attention. Her ears perked up as she looked around, she was at the pond..the same pond where Shirley royally messed up. The kitty pet couldn't catch a simple vole.
Jinx shook her head, crouching down. She didn't need to focus on Shirley's failures. She needed food.
She sniffed the air, many scents hit her stuffed up nose, the water, the long grass, voles, a tom, frogs- Wait a minute. Jinx's head shot up out of the long grass, scanning the area. It was hard to see through the tall grass- but there he was.
The Orange Tom.
Jinx felt anger boil within her, after all this?
Getting kicked out of their rightfully earned territory in the twoleg place, because of some mindless brutes!
Patch getting sick and spluttering to his death in his sleep.
Rat becoming ill too, and trusting some nobody with his health?
And Now..Now Some Spineless, Flee Ridden Mutt Comes Into Her Territory - She Didn't Care If Rat Wasn't Officially DEAD Yet! He Would Soon Be Six Feet Under JUST. LIKE PATCH!- And Is Trying To Steal Her FOOD!
With a gutteral growl she sprinted over to the tom, voles, frog, birds, and other such thing ran for their lives. Feathers flying as birds flapped as hard as could.
She pounced.
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