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Lark

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Quiet nights of quiet stars
Quiet chords from my guitar
Floating on the silence that surrounds us

I looked down at my tabby paws, and I could almost see the crimson blood still wading around my paws. I shook my head, and looked up a single tear falling from my yellow green eyes. It was my fault. If I hadn't left. Why did I leave in the first place? Why don't I remember!? I shook my head again. It's not my fault. It that stupid pigs fault! My claws slid out, digging into the dry dirt under me. Giving a sigh I stood up and looked around, watching as the sun slowly rose beyond the two-leg nests. She turned towards the nests, knowing she could probably find little food there. But where else am I going to find food? I wondered, before setting off in the opposite direction of the two-legs nests. After a little while of walking on the hardened ground I saw a small wooded area. Picking up the pace I ignored the pain in my pads as I raced along the dry cracked area. When I got to the woods I could still see the two-leg's nests, but the hazy sun behind them made it impossible to stare at them longer than a second. Turning back to the woods I inhaled the scents, ignoring the wrenched two-leg stench, and focusing on the few scents of prey. I dropped gracefully into a hunter's crouch I stalked forward, hearing scuffling in the undergrowth before me. I soon saw my prey, a bluejay, It's vibrant colours glimmering in the early sun. I found no joy in the hunt as I usually did, honestly I didn't care to hunt at all if my stomach was growling like crazy. I gave a small gulp to wet my dry throat, before continuing towards the jay.

This is where I want to be
here with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life's ember

ooc; Feel Free to join in!
mood; cautious
location; near a two-leg city

Lark

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Quiet nights of quiet stars
Quiet chords from my guitar
Floating on the silence that surrounds us

I tasted the air, to make sure I was downwind of my prey. But in this I could smell the stench of the two-legs. I scrunched up my nose, and continued to stalk forward. A fox-length. A Rabbit-hop. A tail-length. A few mouse-lengths. The bird looked up, and I knew it could sense me. I froze, and it looked around, its eyes searching for me. I was so close I could touch it with my paw, but instead I stayed perfectly still. The bird looked around once again, and then it's muscles tensed. Knowing my prey was going to get away, I made a leap for it, a graceful leap out of the undergrowth and onto the jay. My claws dug into it's back, and I killed it with a sharp bite. I thought I heard something when I looked up, and with the bird still in my mouth I looked around. Maybe its mother. I thought, for only a millisecond before having to push back memories and pain. I could still smell the blood, could still see it on my paws, still smell the reek of death. I shook my head. No wonder you smell blood! You have a bird in your mouth! The thoughts calmed me, but not enough. Not nearly enough. I dropped the bird onto the ground, and sat beside it. I don't want to eat it. Maybe I am hungry. Maybe I wont find any more prey in these woods. And maybe I will see mother again. I lowered my head, and as I looked down at the blue feathers below me I realized I was crying, silver tears falling from my eyes, staining the ground below me.

This is where I want to be
here with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life's ember

ooc; ...
mood; hungry, sad
location; woods near two-leg city