--dreamed that lie 'til it's true [p, heights]

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    Zylona sat perched on a tree as seh looked around. All these different scents oother cats and their groups confused her. Though she did know that this was a different clan from the one she had wondered into eailier on her trip. Looking up at the sky she sighed and then leaped down to the ground. Rather hitting the floor hard she winched and then heard a small little snap. "Owww!" She bellowed then the pain faded a little.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]The sound of a fierce yowl snapped the reverie of the creature; two yellow slitted eyes flicked open in anger and a tongue shot out of its mouth briefly before it rose and moved smoothly over the sound. It slithered into the bush, eyes peering out with anger at the strange smell tongue flicking out again in anger. Slowly it left the bush revealing itself to Zylona and giving a fierce hiss that no cat could master.


    The king cobra rose to its full height eyes glinting as it made to strike but snapped to attention at a slight mrrow. From the bush that the cobra had emerged came a white figure with twigs and leaves stuck in her long furr as if she had been dragged through the wilderness by the snake itself. Her odd eyes were focused on the scaly thing she had proudly dubbed Beer.


    'Whiskey,' she whined unaware of the new figure, 'stop disappearing, I always have to run after you and it's getting--' Her voice was cut off as her eyes finally came to lie on the loner a look of shock flashing across her face before it was replaced by terror. She was the socially awkward kind, always hiding herself away in the medicine den with her mother yet when she had met Beer she had made it her responsiblity to look after the king cobra in all its bloodthirsty ways.


    'I'll be going,' she whimpered eyes still on Zylona, 'l-l-lets go Whiskey . . .'

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    Zylona's ears perked up at the rutling of the bush just in front of her. Then she picked up the sounds of hissing, or of the sort. But she knew that it wasn't really a cat hissing, though she had no clue what the creatue was until it showed it's self to her. It was a snake. For a breif moment panic and alarm pulsed trough her at the sight. She had heard of the snakes that were big and were said to have poision like death berries. Then a cat followed the snake out and it sounded as if the snake was her pet. With this, Zylona's expression went from paniced to confused and abit weirded out. A cat with a pet snake..now that's a sight. She told herself.
    Flicking her ears up, she then replied, "Hey! Wait!" Then padded up to the cat and 'Beer'. "What clan is this?" She pressed on, not paying any attention to the oddity in the cat's tone and movement. All she wanted to do is join a clan, and finaly become a wild cat. To prove that she could survive on her own, to her mental mother.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]{. I changed his name to Whiskey ^^


    {. At the call she paused midstep fur bristling in fright; she didn't like to handle strangers let alone be around anyone she didn't personally know. Slowly her head turned with a frightened look on her face as she forced her lips to move in reply to the question.


    'This is Snowclan,' she murmured, voice hardly louder than a whisper, 'w-w-what are you doing here? I-I-I'm Blissfulkit and my mummy is Nissel the medicine cat and my daddy is Pinpoint.' Of course she would feel the need to point out her parents; no-one would dare hurt the child of the medicine cat. Would they?

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    lol.


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    Zylona nodded, "Thank you, I'm Zylona. I was wondering if I could join?" She asked, wondering why the shy she-cat told her about her 'mummy and daddy'. Though se thought it was sweet of her to call her parents that. After all, Lidia treated her horrid and made it seem as though her life was miserable and she was the good part.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][font=georgia][size=8]A shudder wracked through her slight alabaster form; why was she asking her? Did she look like the leader? But it wouldn't hurt to accept her in and get Fadingstar to confirm it later on, would it? 'I guess,' she squeaked, 'we should go see Fadingstar later but w-w-welcome to Snowclan.'


    The king cobra twitched its tail in warning to the newcomer that if it stepped over the line its neck would be the next thing in its venemous mouth; he took nothing from anybody and that was that.

    Zylona nodded with a smile on her maw. "Thank you!" She purred. Finally she could become apart of something with moral value. The life long dream of her's was to be a clanner, and now it could come true. Though she had to keep in mind that she shouldn't get her hopes up too high, after all clearly this wasn't the cat to say if she could stay or not. Then thinking aver all this stuff she asked; "Will your clan accept me?" Zylona had to ask, not wanting to join a clan that was welcoming her.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]Her alabaster fur bristled as the question was asked; she wasn't the one to be going around accepting cats left, right and center but it had been instincitve to say yes just to get the cat off her exposed back. 'I think so,' Blissfulkit mused, placing a protective paw on Whiskeys scaly back; at least she wouldn't be attacked with a king cobra on her side. 'We'll just need to wait and see, huh?'


    {. sorry low muse ;w;

    Zylona nodded and looked at the kit. "Yah..I guess that's what we should do. Alright." She sighed inwards and then inflated her chest with air. Her tail flickering at the excitment of it all. Finally she'd be possibly joining a clan. Her whole pelt tingled with glee, but all that stopped when she started to walk. The pain of that nasty gash on her side stlled her. "Sssssss!" She hissed, turning back at it. She'd exspect it to look better after a few days, but it was all nasty smelling and yellow-y. Ewe!


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    thats ok, don't cry.. -pap pap soosh-