☼-Ƭђє ℂl๏ςкt๏ฬєг-☼ [role-play]

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    {[color=white]ic}: "You may go now, if you'd like Cilee." The tom purred, smiling warmly at the troubled she-cat.



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    Relieved at being dismissed, she nodded to her king. "Thank you sir. I should go see what herbs I'll need to collect this afternoon anyway. Plus I suppose I should check on the squires. They are notorious for sleeping in late." She finished, proud of her finesse. 'Well done, Cilee. Good job exiting on a joke.' Moving backwards while giving a small nod to Oiseau, she turned around and tripped on a pebble. Landing flat on her face, she let out a mental sigh. 'Well, there goes that street cred.' Standing up, she mentioned to the older tom that she was okay, before leaving again. 'Ugh, my scarf got all dirty.' She whined as she arrived back in her den.



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    {[color=white]ic}: Oiseau let out an amused purr, watching the Medic until she vanished into the organ once more. The tom leapt down from his perch and began walking through the large clock tower.



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    the feline was in the main hall, sitting on the cold floor. she heard the patter of feet from far away and the whistle of wind from outside. she was comforted by such noises. she had heard it day after day, for as long as she can remember. it was out of the picture to even think of leaving. this was her home. and she intended to keep it that way.


    she blinked, sighed, mumbled, scowled, and yawned thirty minutes by. it didn't do her well to just sit about and stare, but this was how she woke up. it also gave her time to think, which she hardly got due to her rank. speaking of rank, she wondered, where was her leader? was he up at this early time? "hmm," she mewed to herself. hmm indeed.


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