Even with my flaws and all you can still forgive me... Private with Oh Snap!

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    Galaxystream sat near the Knight's den, pondering something. She and Stickypaw hadn't fouht for a while now, was it possible that the she had forgiven her? The silver tabby she shook out her pelt and padded towards the med. cat den, in search of the Shaman trainee.

    "Bah! What'cha think you're doing, fool!" came Stickypaw's demanding voice as she swarmed over to her sister, with a sticky from a white pine griped tightly in her jaws. "Get any closer and I hit you! Say what you want from there!"
    /muse death

    The silver Knight perked her ears amusedly and she said, " Well OK, then." she took a breath as if to stall, " Are we sisters again?" the silver tabby managed out with some force. Her blue eyes begged her sister to say 'yes'. God, It was so long agao that Sticky had proclaimed that she wasn't her sister, Galaxystrem could barely remember what it was over too.

    "F*ck no, fool!" she raised the branch, the end of which was beginning to drip sap onto her precious fur, and aimed to prod her biological sister away. After all of that crap Galaxypaw had thrown at her as a kitten, did she really think forgiveness was going to come quickly?

    "OK, umm, well..... good to know?" she said in a strong voice, she had been prepared for this. Sticky could be so fucking stubborn too! God, what could she do? What could she do?! The she wracked her brain for ideas, "Do you want anything from the prey pile?" she asked hopefully, shaking her silver fur as she said so. "Or maybe I can fetch you some herbs! Or maybe I can be a Shaman assistant, kind of like Pepperpaw!" Words were coming out of tGalaxystream's mouth now like bullets.

    [sup][color=lightsalmon]"No. Favors cannot rebuild trust. Maybe the lives that have yet to be born that I am entrusting you with, will rebuild our relationship. You will never know what it is like to be left by your own sister for tom who you never talked to afterwards." she stalked off, tail twitching.


    //gah this deserves so much more muse

    Oh Snap! wrote:


    [sup][color=lightsalmon]You will never know what it is like to be left by your own sister for tom who you never talked to afterwards." she stalked off, tail twitching.


    //gah this deserves so much more muse


    ??


    The she sighed, looking at her own stomache. "Great." she murmured in a monotone, "Just great." she looked away, as if getting Stickypaw something, anything cold help their relationship. Hersister was so complicated, so obscene, how could simple Gal ever understand her??

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: walkway; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px][color=lightsalmon]#theguynamedTallpaw
    Exactly, obscure she was. The female was getting annoyed with her sister lack of intelligence, it seemed as if all Gala could ever do was talk about herself. "Spit it out, spit it out." a tabby tail moved in swift circles, the accent she had learned from Tiadfrost lifting her words. "I also have to tell you more after you finally speak."

    "I have something to tell you...?" she asked, tilting her head curiously. To tell the truth, she didn't rememeber any of what she was supposed to tell her, "OH!" she said, tearing up as a kit kicked her stomache, "I'm pregnant with a rappe litter from Bloodlan, " she choked out, wondering if that was for lying to her sister.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: walkway; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px][color=lightsalmon]"Haha you and Africa both. I am so glad that I'm not giving birth anytime soon." the she-cat stated, cocking her head at Gala's swollen stomach

    Hha, "she said sarcastically, " I have to deal with stares now. Cats are starting to think I'm Fat! Do I look fat?" she asked standing up.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: walkway; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px][color=lightsalmon]"Yersh a little bit." the female grinned yet again as her roleplayed rushed off

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: walkway; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px][color=lightsalmon]"Actually, a little more than a little bit,"
    //machine gun