Loony Roady (opean to everyone)

[silvermoon2]

The car parked on the side of the road. The cat's whose head stuck out of the window, tougue dropping bits of drool like a dog. I'm so sory Kitty. I just can't take it. Besides, it would be easier on us all if you were set free.. Those words came from a stressed lady. Her hair was an awfull mess, strees lines marked her face as she got out of the car. The lady reached down and picked Winter up gently. Winter licked her hands, much like from a puppy. The action mad the lady sigh with sadness. She put him down, two feet from the road and under the tall grass. She gave one last glance back at Winter, who was standing up, head cocked, and tail wagging, expecting her to play or something. Instead, the lady got back into the car and left. Confused, Winter gave chase. High pitched, Moofs escaped his mouth, almost sounding much like a tiny dog. He couldn't beleive it. She had left him! Who would want to leave him? He was the life of the house! He was...he was...why?! Why did she leave him?! Who would abadon their dogs like that? Witner thaught.
Witner felt confused and rejected. He begain trying to howl. What he ended up with was a "Arrrowww oww" It wasn't that good of a howl and still sounded much liek a cat's meow, but it was all he could do.
Five mintues passed. Witner forgot why he was standing here. He wasn;t here before. Suddenly, he started laughing. He couldn;t help it. Soon, he was laughign too hard to stand.

[wisteria]

Quietly the tabby stalked forward, dialating her opts to fit the lighting in the area. Her opts narrowed and moved with the victom, and she again made her way closer. Hop, hop, hop, it stretched farthur away. That's when she made her call. She pounce upon top the hare, claws outstretched and teeth grinding, ready to dig in. She landed, dead on it, and sunk her teeth into the deep flesh. The warmth flooded over her and it felt good when there was snow surounding her. She shivered as she realized just how cold it really was.

Her head flew up, and around to the direction the noise had come from. It sounded like another cat, but it must have had a strange voice for it sounded as if it was a howling. There aren't any dogs around here. She cocked her head to the side. More barking, and then a more familiar sound. A cat laugh! She straitened up, and headed toward the sound.

Hello? Who's there? Her voice quivered, for she was fairly a shy fae. With her orbs full of worry, she snuck a peek around the corner of the bushes. The old road was insight, along with a checkered brute. He was beightiful! He had gorgeous golden eyes, and a thin bodice. Her heart fluttered in a strange way, but she recognized it at once. She would not fall in love with this stranger, she didn't even know him!

Another turning ^{p o i n t}
A fork stuck in the ^{r o a d}

[silvermoon2]

(ooc: sory for not replying earlier. Didn't know anybody had replied to this thread... curse my laziness for not checking)

Winter's laugh suddnely stopped as he heard the voice of a she cat. He sat up, looking around. His green eyes took in every little movement. They locked onto the femme's purple ones. Winter would be a cat today... yepyep a cat.

The tom stood back up, a little giggle here and there. He looked at the brown tabby. Witner grinned. " Why, good morning. Only Witner here." His words still echoed the sound of his laughing fit. "And who are you?" Winter's green eyes held to the femme's purple orbs. There was something about the purple eyes. Never had the tom seen such odd eye color, he instantly decided this must be some kind of magic cat he was looking at. It had to be.

[wisteria]

She dipped her head respectfully, and marched forward happily. The stange barking sound hadn't been a dog, only a cat; a strange cat. Winter was a thin black and white british shorthair, with small paws and a short banner; quite atractive. Wisteria wouldn't have been able to see him if the black spots hadn't been staind on his fur. He had such light green eyes they were barely showing, and they could quite eaily be hidden. Wisteria padded closer to the strange but fairly nice tom, and rubbed her head along his. Although she'd never met him before, he seemed like quite a nice cat, and was worth knowing.

Winter, eh? She paused, it was such a beautiful name, but this was a brute!? She spotted a fleece color around his neck, and narrowed her opts. He is a human pet! Which, there was nothing wrong with that, its just, well, strange to see a house cat this far from the gardens. I am Wisteria. Wisteria Everlight. She paused and cocked her head to the side as she stared instinctively at his colorful collar. Are you by any chance a... a house cat? She almost spat the word 'house' out, just because old memories flooded over her vision, and she had no wanting to see them.

She blinked her eyes shut, and tried to think of only black and darkness; but still the pictures stayed. There were videos of her running around helplessly, and getting hit by her human owners. She remembered when they had thrown her out; when they had concluded her stay at their house. She winced at the memories, and wished desperately to go back to the present. To see Winter's face, the seting sun, and the shining stars once again. Finally the flashbacks passed. They were so vivid it had felt as if it had been happening again; deja-vu.

Word Count;; 313
Muse;; eh...
Comments;; Its ok. I know what its like.

[silvermoon2]

Winter's green eyes went wide with surprise. Suddenly, he just remembered being dumped. He still didn't understand. What had he done?

Winter's memory was short lived, however. He couldn't rememeber anything that happened before he gto in the car. There was a car, and the lady, so he had to have been a hose cat. But now, here he was, stranded on a road with some femme he didn't know. A slight itch made him scratch his neck. The fleece collor moved a little. Witner stopped, he did nto remember the collor. Then again ,he could no longer remimber his siblign or his parents. He didn't even knwo if they existed!

I've been dumped! Witner howled. Saddness filled him from head to two. Sudenly, the sadness was lifted and another laughing fit tstarted coming on. He couldn't help it. Nor stop it. All he could do was wait till the fir of laughter ended.
It took a few mintues for the laughs to end. It left him feeling as if all stres had been lifted. Maybe that was why he laughed alot.

Winter's head jerked towards a bird flyign overhead. It was strange to ee something and not assum that he was the same species. It was the first time he had seen another animel without assuming it was kin. His light green eyes turned back to Wisteria. "Is there food nearby? Winter asked. His belly growled with complaint quietly. He couldn't remember his last meal even though he ate an hour befroe getting dumped.



muse: fading to nothingness

[wisteria]

Wisteria's eyes dropped to the floor as the tom cat reviewed his thoughts in his mind. He seemed sad, and as if he couldn't or wouldn't remember his past. I've been dumped! He'd shouted not long after his confused look. Wisteria's eyes widened at the sudden loudness, and her ears flared back uncomfotably. She walked over to the sketched cat, and lay her banner over his shoulder soothingly. There, there. She desperately tried to sooth him, as if she was a mother helping her kit.

She let him sit like this for a while, head hung and tail drooping. But soon he perked up, possibly from a stumach rumble, for he asked where the food was. Wisteria raised her head higher, looking around for the closest bush or tree. Her paws raised off the ground and she started heading toward a close oak. Quiet like a mouse, slithering like a snake, and eyes keen as a fox, she snuck her way forward in search of prey. Rabbit scent was picked up in the subtle breeze. What would a rabbit be doing around here? Wisteria shrugged to herself, and headed toward the smell. Kepping her mouth open, the wind swept right into her scent glands, soon tracking down the rabbit. Off she took, her paws just a mottor across the short savannah of grass.

Ears flickered up, nose quiveled freakuently, and the leg started up and down. The rabbit was in red alert and calling for help as his leg continued to thump on the ground. But as Wisteria came into viewing point, the hare took off across the lawn. Wisteria soon caught up to the strangely slow rabbit, and took it down with ease. Even with holding her head the highest it would go, the hare continued to be dragged on the rocky soil, the cause being Wisteria's short legs. She cocked her head to the side cutely, and smiled wide, her teeth just barely showing through the brown rabbit fur. There! She lay the rabbit down in front of the blotched tom, and pointed to it with her paw. There's your prey. Again she looked at the strange but friendly tom, and her orbs formed into wide puppy eyes. D-do you mind if I have a bite as well? She took a step back, letting Winter get a full view of Wisteria's craving body, craving for food that is.

Word Count;; 400
Muse;; a little bit less than average
Comments;; I am sooooo sorry about not replying! I totally forgot about this post until I reviewed where all my charries were!

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