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Strawberryavalanche was of course high once again. She had secretly refilled her catnip stash and was, well... happy you could say. At the moment of her high, she was incredibly giggly and happy. Always was when she was high. She couldn't care any less about anything anymore, she was at one of her lowest points so far. If only anyone actually cared about you. Even your own kids abandoned you... poor soul, one voice in her head muttered, but another growled back, Your kids ignoring you is your own fault and you know it! Why don't you actually try mending the relationship with them? The calico sighed and rolled her eyes, giggling, "Oh shut up and quit bickering you two!" She was semi-aware she was talking to herself, but whatever. The second voice was right, it was her fault her kids stop speaking to her because she was the one to stop speaking to them first. But honestly they were so annoyed. Bittersweetpaw stuttered like crazy, it was annoying to hear her stories because she could barely get a word out without "s-s-stuttering". Heavyweightpaw was too immature and his obsession with flowers made him act too much like a girl. Dragonpaw... well she just disliked him for his immaturity as well. Januarypaw, eh, she was all right actually. And don't get her started on Winterpaw... he looked too much like his father for Strawberryavalanche to even look at him without breaking down and he was really snappy, and blunt.
Maybe the new kids would be better? Ugh, no, they would be kits. Kits are horribly annoying, all they did was whine, eat, cry, sleep, and whine some more about stupid crap. Being a mom was hard, why couldn't she was just have fun without the burden of becoming pregnant afterward?
Suddenly however, a leave brought her from her thoughts and she giggled some more, her inner kit always appearing when she was high. She leaped over it and caught it, rolling over and bouncing it in the air. This was fun. She batted it around and chased it until she had torn it into many tiny pieces. She pouted, laying her ears back, "Awww, why did you have die, Mister Leafy? We were have so much fun!"
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