for jane eyre displays delicateness in quiet steps (open)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px;][justify]There was nothing really to do. The grey tabby would sit under the shade of a tree, optics briskly drawing itself over the perimeter of the clearing. There were hardly any moving silhouettes, and all was still like the ripples in a moonlit pond. Jane Eyre sat, body language relaxed as always, eyelids half closed to display the fact that this femme was definitely drowsy. Quietly opening her jaws and letting out a lament of exhaustion - a yawn - the tabby let her chin drop to her forepaws. Tail lashing behind her, Jane eyre watched.


    And waited.

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    The medicine cat assistant grinned, prancing up to the she-cat infront of her. "Why hello!" She meowed. "What are you doing?"







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    A fluffy, cute puppy poked her head out from underneath the piles of fallen leaves. Sirius stared at the twosome for a heartbeat before slowly retreating her head back to hide under the quivering mass of leaves.