ardent

Cat Eyes

Wicked



Kyanite

Loner

Master Fighter (240)

Expert Hunter (135)

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age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
2
size
Dire wolf
build
Light
posts
278

Samhain 2022
07-19-2023, 11:05 PM (This post was last modified: 07-20-2023, 08:45 PM by Kyanite. Edited 1 time in total.)

It was late in the evening, which was basically her favourite time of day. Her blindfold was pushed up and bunched around her ears. Lioness was a few paces away, walking at her own pace in the times when Kite didn’t need a guide. The woods were full of scents now. Like that of little puppies that had been out exploring throughout the day. They were likely tucked into bed now, under the watchful eye of their parents.

Kite was herself restless. She knew what she wanted, (Actually, she wanted a lot of things) But she wasn’t sure how to get them. She kicked dirt and muttered under her breath as she walked. She needed to challenge for her rank, but her dreams of challenging Azure for his were dashed now. She should be happy about it, but it left her feeling empty. Abandoning revenge was no easy thing.

Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice the beady eyes in the trees above her, or see the golden tail as it curled about the tree trunk. Feline hunches folded. Watching, waiting, for a chance to strike.

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