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Post by yoyo on Aug 25, 2008 19:37:49 GMT -5
It was a nice Summer day. The sun shone brightly upon the valley, making everything seem bright and colorful and just plain happy. It was hard to not enjoy this beautiful day. It was just past noon, and there were plenty of things to do before the sun went down and the day was over. It would be nice to have a nice long, warm nap in the sun, laying down on soft grass, dozing lazily in the comfortable warmth. You could take a refreshing dip in the stream, or spend time with friends. These were all really great ways to spend the day. Or, you could do what the silver she-cat decided to do. Wreak havoc upon the nice market of Nenbrook.
She had gone down to the market to get food. And human food was always so much better than regular food you could catch out in the woods. Besides, Juniper wasn’t really a great hunter anyway. Actually, she didn’t even know how to hunt. But anyways, she had gone down to the market. She had smelled the scents of lots of food coming from a store there whenever the doors slid open and then shut. So, innocently wanting to check out where she inferred that the humans kept all of their food, she had crept closer.
Timing her entrance perfectly, she had slipped in when the door opened up for an elderly woman in a wheelchair. She had marveled at all of the scents coming from anywhere. It had been like a gigantic refrigerator. There were lots of humans, there, too. But that didn’t matter right then. Because she was in heaven. She ran to the nearest food scent she could find, which was a hot food storage section containing lots of chicken, and had gotten one off of the shelves. She had started trying to get it out of the package when a human noticed her.
It was a worker. He walkie-talkied another person there about the stray cat who had wandered in. And then, the chase was on. Juniper, after successfully managing to open the packaging containing the chicken, realized that humans were creeping up on her. She hissed before darting through one of their legs, running deeper into the store. The humans chased after her, but Juniper was faster. She was much faster than their clumsy, loud movements. They cause complete mayhem throughout the store. Juniper was scared out of her wits, though. She found the exit after some time and darted out, running as far away from the crazy humans as possible. She forgot about the food.
And that’s how she had spent most of this Summer day. She had ran here, to this new place. She had never seen this place before. It was actually really pretty and relaxing. She had trekked up to the top, panting from all her running and fright from earlier, and the effort of climbing up the slightly-steep slope after all of that. But the view she could see from the top was worth it. She could see lots of the woods and other things, too. She inferred that if she climbed up the rough mountain that she could have an even better view. But she was way too worn out to do that. And plus, it was warm and the grass didn’t prickle her paw as much up here. She yawned, realizing that she was in desperate need of both a bath and a nap, but not wanting to do either at the moment. So, she sat down and lazily watched the clouds, absentmindedly wondering if you could slide down these slopes in the winter.
Well they can take take take the kids from the Summer
But they'll never never never take the Summer from me. [/i][/right] Lyrics: The Beach by All Time Low |
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Post by thekrab2 on Aug 26, 2008 15:16:46 GMT -5
THE ORANGE SHE cat purred amusingly to herself, flicking her tail up into the air and mewing a long, and pleasant mew. Her mischief filled eyes darted back and forth, then the feline trod forward, up the slope. What a time she had had back at the market! There was this silly gray cat, kay, and she must have been a complete idiot! With seemingly no strategy what so ever in mind, she just dashed right into the store, which happened to be selling hot a delicious chicken, that day, and just thought she could saunter up in there and upon herself up a box. How dumb! Spice, in the meantime, had been planning all day, and when the humans were distracted by the gray cat, and feverishly trying to storm her out, the ginger-tabby just swaggered over to the box, pulled herself out a meaty breast, and carried it outside. Then, well, she ate it. And it was good. "Real good."
THE HILL WAS rather steep, for being a hill and all, but the femora was will in shape and rather used to these things. For being a stray for as long as she had, her body was well in shape for the extremes life tossed at her. Her chords vibrated into a goose bump bring purr, and she quickened her pace into a hardy run. "Whoohoo!" She hollered, bounding up the gentle slope, the pads of her paws bouncing lightly upon the soft terrain. Her mouth hung wide and agape, taking in all the wonderful scents of summer. Summer... Who didn't like summer? Except maybe Faux, that spoiled little prick. But he was dead, now.. A moment of remorse came over the fae, her running slowed slightly and her gait less smooth and appealing. But brighter thoughts came to mind as the peak of the hill came into view. "Almost there, yeehaw!" Her run became almost into that of a sprint, and a meter away form peak, she launched.
FALLING RUMP FIRST, she tumbled forward, into a series of tumble rolls. Her limps flipping and flopping helplessly, a stream of giggles letting loose from her lungs. "Hehehehahahaha!" When her series of rolls finally ended, she finished on her back, her limbs flopped out helplessly, almost appearing dead. Her eyes shut, her chest pumping heavily. Up and down, up and down. "Phew.." She breathed, rolling over lazily and staring. Well lookie-there, another cat. A cute gray one. How many gray cats was she gonna see in one- Then, it hit her! This was the same, silly little cat that had rampaged through the market and scored Spice the free chicken. She laughed relentlessly, standing up, any signs of fatigue washed away, her eyes glinting deviously. "Sup!" She rang, jogging toward the other female, "Ain't you the silly gray cat I saw who caused havoc at the market!?" She paused, dipping her head slightly as to not mean offense, "Well, thanks! You helped me in my plot in getting a chunk of meat. And boooooy, was that chicken breast good!"
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Post by yoyo on Aug 27, 2008 13:26:30 GMT -5
The one-year-old she-cat looked at the clouds, trying to distinguish one shape from another and try to find pictures in the sky. She had seen one of her humans do that once. When she had been grounded for throwing a tantrum and not allowed to see one of her friends that day, she had gone out into the backyard and sat on what the humans called a ‘swing’ and stared at the clouds. She had pointed to funny-looking ones, telling Juniper what each one looked like as she purred contently while sitting in her lap. Juniper hadn’t understood the point of looking for pictures in the clouds until just a moment ago. It was so relaxing and it got your mind off of other things.
One of the clouds kind of looked like an ice-cream cone, if you looked at it at this angle and squinted in just the right way. She felt her mouth water as she thought about the human ice-cream. She had only tried it once, but it had been delicious, even if her head ached a bit after she had some. And it had kind of hurt her teeth. Not like, breaking a tooth pain, but sort of a dull ache. She wasn’t sure what it was from; Maybe from the temperature of the ice-cream? Oh well. It was a mystery. And there, another cloud looked like a mouse! Why did she only see food in these clouds? She mentally shrugged at this question, beginning to doze off as she resumed her cloud-watching.
Her so far relaxing experience on the slopes was abruptly shattered as a ball of orange fluff rolled passed her. She yowled in surprise and jumped up, her tail fluffed out from being surprised. She calmed down a bit as she continued to roll by her. She flicked her ear, wondering if she should just sit here and continue cloud watching or go and talk to the she-cat. ’Well, she’ll probably come over and talk to me anyways,’ She thought and smiled before running after the ginger cat.
When she caught up with the tumbling feline, she thought it was dead from the position it was in. She was on her back in an awkward position that cats weren’t really meant to end up in. Her hazel eyes widened. Had someone just died on her watch? ”Are you ok…?” She asked hesitantly, still a little sleepy from looking at clouds for so long. Also, her eyes still hadn’t adjusted from staring and white and blue for so long. She blinked furiously a few times, and relief washed through her when the cat rolled over. ’Nope, no dead cats today,’ She thought, and waited impatiently for the cat to say something. After all, she had been the one who had almost crashed into her, so she should say something first, riiight…?
”Hiya,” She responded to the cat’s greeting. She was about to introduce herself when the ginger she-cat continued speaking again. After she was finished, Juniper was immediately angry and ticked off. She had used her ‘distraction’ to get chicken? Who said she could do that? Then she calmed down a little when she realized that she would’ve done the same thing. She laughed before replying, ”Yup, that was me. Well I guess I was just overwhelmed, y’know? And, you’re welcome. Actually, I think I did that whole ‘causing havoc’ thing just for fun, I wasn’t all that hungry anyways, but I think actually getting some chicken might have been a bonus.”
Admin's Note on November 2nd: This thread is being archived due to inactivity. We'll say that:
-Juniper and Spice talk for a bit
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