Post by Tenarist on Jan 23, 2009 23:01:19 GMT -5
Tenarist padded in and screwed up her face in disgust. The bins still smelled foul. She walked over to one of the foul-smelling bins and peered in, startled when a cat jumped out almost right on her. "That's right, you run!" she howled at it. She had had enough of cats for the day. After her little episode, the sun was starting to rise. She looked up at it, and then looked back down. She snarled in disgust but silently slunk back into a little box full of staw. It would be a long night.
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Tenarist awoke the next morning feeling stiff and cold. She got up for a quick stretch and cleaning, then headed back towards the forest. She didn't care what the cats did to her anymore, she was going to stay where she was in the forest.
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Tenarist awoke the next morning feeling stiff and cold. She got up for a quick stretch and cleaning, then headed back towards the forest. She didn't care what the cats did to her anymore, she was going to stay where she was in the forest.
