CO-OWNS AND TEMPS?

[fancypost bgcolor=; opacity:; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: -5px; letter-spacing: -1px;][size=8][color=black]the young hawkclanner had been padding around the territory, until a rustle in the leaves caused him to practically jump out of his skin. "w-who's there?" he quietly called out, hoping that it was just the wind or maybe a squirrel rummaging around in some of the leaves that remained on the ground. suddenly, a quite angry fox leapt out of the bushes, scaring him out of his mind. his pale yellow eyes instantly widening, mouth opening to let out a screech, though no sound came out, and he was frozen in his spot, claws digging into the ground. though the canine was probably trying to kill him and eat him, des was unsure whether it was a fight or flight situation. it was probably a stupid decision, but he ran. he ran until his feet hit the sand, and he ran and ran until he managed to get to the rocks. des searched frantically for an opening large enough for him, but small enough for the fox. he finally found a gap, and he bolted towards it, his claws scraping against the dull grey rocks. he dove in head-first, immediately panicking when he found himself stuck, half-in, and half-out. des could practically hear the fox scrambling over the rocks, slipping and sliding. with a final heave, he was through, and the fox was left snapping at nothing but air. in his safe-spot, the silvery-blue apprentice panted, his heart pounding at a million miles a minute. he curled up into a tight little ball, and waited for the scent of the fox to disappear, before he scrambled up and out of his hiding place and straight to hawkclan's camp.

[fancypost bgcolor=; opacity:; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: -5px; letter-spacing: -1px;][size=8][color=black]rubytuesdays grunted, twisting and turning in her sleep, the cot that she lay on in her room squeaking under her weight. the wolf had been having a nightmare -- where she was just running, and she couldn't stop. there was something after her, something that seemed to never tire out, something that just really wanted her dead. she let out a gasp, sitting straight up in her bed, the pet bird that she owned stirring, before casting her an angry glare, before nestling his head under his wing. she gently squeezed out of the door, and walked until she managed to get to the academy's entrance. she sat in the grass, gazing up at the glowing moon and the stars surrounding it. it kind of reminded her of cactusbloom, when times were simpler, and cactusbloom hadn't been a traitor. her first love had left her, for an enemy of darkclan. so you know what rubytuesdays did? she captured her, and allowed lancelot to maim her. she now had half of a tail, one eye, and a lot of scars. there was no time for the admiral to sit and mope about how she had practically killed all of the feelings cactusbloom had had for her, and was now unable to even speak to her. she quietly padded back to her room, hoping that her terrible nightmares would relax. there was no time for her to stay up all night, she had duties to perform, duties that she couldn't do if she was tired.