{Don't leave me tongue tied}-{She-cat is looking for a mate. Any gender will do}

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    Take me to your best friend's house
    Roll around this roundabout
    Oh yeah
    Take me to your best friend's house
    I loved you then and I love you now
    Oh yeah
    Don't take me tongue tied
    Don't wave no goodbye
    Don't...


    Alone. Persecuted. Different.
    How could anyone forget these feelings?
    Finalstar couldn't, she just couldn't. It was too hard to forget the horrible things others have said. It was too hard to forget the past that you have lived. But then again, who wants to remember?


    For the grey she-cat, remembering made her stronger. But as she sat alone under the weeping willow tree, it became apparent that she couldn't hold in everything that had happened. Her feelings and past experiences became tears and words of her acquaintances became moans of pain.


    Blue eyes clouded with tears, Finalstar let out a gut-wrenching yowl. Someone would need to talk to her. Out there someone needed her just as much as she needed them.

    The post was edited 1 time, last by [ M I C R O ] ().

    ooc: She has around 3 cats to choose from. I haven't really decided if she is Bisexual or not. Possibly though. Anyone want to try?

    OOC: If you have decided NOT to make her bisexual, I can change into my tom, but for now, I'll roleplay a she-cat unless you decide against it.




    IC:


    Runningstone heard a yowl, which entered her very being. She ran towards the strange sound, coming towards a cat. A she-cat. Under a giant willow tree. She could hear the cat crying, as she came closer. "Are...are you OK?" she asked.