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    She was becoming rather bored lately.


    She shouldn't have been, considering all there was to do around here to benefit the Sanctuary. But here she was. Bored. Again. It was so hard not having people around your age to hang around. Aside from a few. And there were two in particular. Sora. Souleater. Both polar opposites of one another, and maybe she rounded them out. Maybe that was why the cinnamon tabby found herself hanging around the larger animals all the time. She had decided to go towards the lake. Not Cinnabar. But the other one. Limpid Lake. The others told her it wasn't safe to tread so near the waters, but that was where she found them. Shells. Remnants of creatures that had long since abandoned them. So that was where she was now, sitting on the beach of the lake where the water lapped against the shore. She was making something. Something special. But it was in its skeletal remnants for the moment, looking like nothing more than seashells dotting the landscape. She had yet to really visualize what she wanted.


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    *:･ﾟ✦ Sora was far too energetic to really be bored of anything, seemingly finding something new in everything - it wasn't long that, after exploring the territory for a while - he spotted Meadowpaw at the shore of Limpid Lake; he didn't even know they HAD a lake. It certainly wasn't an ocean, or anything, no seaweed or salty breeze, but... it would do. He approached slowly, and quieter than usual - the only indication of him padding closer was the sound of his humongous feet. Peering over, he finally spoke. "Whatcha got there?" he asked, curiosity sparkling in his eyes.


    "Speech."

    Meadowpaw glanced over her shoulder as she heard someone approaching. Someone with big feet. So the feline wasn't particularly surprised by the fact that it was Sora. "Hey Sora!" she greeted him with a smile. Turning back to her work, she used a paw to move some of the seashells into place. Right now, it looked like some kind of star made of shells, but it wasn't perfect. Not yet anyways. "Oh nothing. Just some shells." She looked back at him with a mischievous grin. "Glad to see you're up and about. Not sleeping the day away." Her ears flicked back in amusement.


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