I died a little bit inside. (Open)

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  • Noodle opened her eyes lazily, stifling a yawn as she stretched herself back up onto her paws. It was sunset, she guessed, by the orange hue that was above it. Or was it sunrise, and she finally had a night of uninterrupted sleep? She didn't know, and she found that she didn't particularly care either. Days in WindClan were becoming a blur of joiners, tasks, hunting, and patrols. It bothered her, but not enough to find a new Clan to join.


    "I really need to do something." Her sky blue gaze went down to her guitar. Maybe if she played something, it'd get the restlessness out of her system. The musician silently stepped off of the rock and silently thumped against the soft grass, grabbing her instrument closer to her. Her paws began to absentmindedly strum against the strings, sending the soundwaves out into the open for all to see.


    "All I want is nothing more
    Than to hear you knocking at my door
    'Cause if I could see your face once more
    I could die a happy girl I'm sure."


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    Phil was never tired- he just liked sleep. Maybe a little too much. Even though he was in a deep slumber, however, the sound of a guitar made his lazuli ocularies flutter open and his ears to perk up. The Guardian got up groggily, failing to stifle the yawn that found its way out of his maw, and stretched, turning his cranium to look at where the guitar sounds and the strumming were coming from. Phil shook, and began to trot over, excited.


    Noodle was the one that had helped him when he was stuck in that tree, right? That was good; at least it was someone he knew. A grin curved his maw and he waved, and waited for her to finish. "Wow, Noodle!" the abnormally tall feline chirped, tilting his head with sparkling lapis optics. "I seriously love your guitar playing, and oh!" he feigned fainting, flinging his paw up to his head over dramatically, "Hour singing voice is truly divine."

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:9pt; text-align:justify; line-height: 140%; width:450px;]Percival was quick to adjust to changes within the clan, and his quickness was starting to be tested. So many people were pouring into the clan as if someone suddenly opened the flood gates, but to survive that did you need to make friends and make them fast. Apart of him was sure this would all die down after a week or so like it normally did, yet he was not sure if he was to be happy or sad about that.


    Lithe paw steps carried him to the singing voice where he stood back and listened. He had not heard anyone sing in a long time, so this was quite the treat. Percival enjoyed having a band in WindClan's ranks for it gave everyone an opportunity to listen to actual live music. He always wished he could play an instrument, but he never had the opportunity nor the materials needed to be able to actually learn and play. His instrument of choice would be, of course, the guitar, but his body was unsuited to playing the instrument, thus he would be pretty bad at it despite how much practice he poured into it. "I agree. You have a real talent, kid."
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  • Noodle opened one eye when she heard Phil come over to her side, and the feline smiled as she continued to play. It was the one she had saved from the tree, right? "Arigatou gozaimasu." She said softly, her claws plucking the strings underneath her. Suddenly, her claws would pluck into an even faster rhythm as she switched songs.


    "You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
    Shaking, falling onto my knees
    And now that I'm without your kisses
    I'll be needing stitches."


    Then her playing sunk into a more somber tune, the tune that Gorillaz was mostly known for.

    "I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
    I got sunshine in a bag
    I'm useless but not for long
    The future is coming on."


    Her gaze switched over to the form of Percival and Cyborg. She gave a nod to the first, thankful for her compliment, but she wouldn't directly look at Cyborg. This may not be the one that replaced her in the PB incident, but she still felt uncomfortable. Finally, the she-cat gave a soundless nod to her, not stopping her playing for a second.

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