Posts by falconandebony

Stripes would have scowled if she had half a mouth. "Hel-lo?! What am I, dirt?" she yelled.

Jane watched sadly as the Windclan prisoner disappeared. Looked like she would be left behind. Alone. Again. Then again, she hardly had any idea what she'd do once she was out.

Jane watched the rabbit wistfully, then diverted her attention to the arguing kits. It reminded her of her siblings fighting each other, and... No, that part was a dream. She was mute. There was no way she could have talked to them. The female Slave groomed her fur slowly and carefully, biting any fleas or ticks she saw. She'd given up trying to keep her fur messy to avoid attention. The clumps of fur that had seperated from her flesh hurt too badly... She shivered thinking about it. Capone and some others had come down to have their sick kicks.

Jane watched the others, not a word or sound slipping through her lips. Of course. The torbie was mute, unable to even utter a word. It really sucked sometimes. But usually the other cats ignored her, which was good. She'd hate to be the constant center of attention.

Jane glanced at Titus, then made a motion at her mouth, and moved her muzzle without speaking. She hoped he would get the idea. She could not speak, nor answer. So she'd probably never be called Jane again. One of the cats had dubbed her Chatty. Bleh.

Stripes gave Pinky a dismissive glance. "She'll get better. I've seen rocks in worse shape. But I suppose she needs to rest." she said, half-truthfully. Not quite as bad, but she had seen the diagrams that their Companion kept lying around. And heard her blather on, day after day. Enough to make her want to smash into pieces small enough to kill her.

Twilightmist watched as her brother was taken farther and farther away in silence. Now she was stuck with him. At least she wasn't taken. Not feeling especially sorry, just usual, she wondered where the eagle would take Heronflight.

Jane wished he'd stop asking questions. She'd wandered into Elite turf, and being unable to answer questions, had been dumped here.

Stripes snapped. Not literally, but emotionally. "Pinky is freaking unconscious! She won't even notice you until she wakes up. Meanwhile, you practically ignore me. What makes her so ****ing special, huh?!" she yelled, venting her anger at them.

Jane sighed and slumped into the back of her cage. Yes, Chatty was a weird name, especially considering she was mute. And what spirits? She supposed she would never be able to ask or anything. Being mute, she was just a roadside attraction. Freakshow! Half a mousetail to view! It didn't really make her feel nice. At least she was usually ignored.

Stripes glowered back at Rox, mustering up as much of her hostility as possible. Stupid rocks. Stupid stupid stupid. "So, what do you have to say for yourself, huh?" she asked harshly.

Ammie continued watching.

Stripes rolled away, muttering some not-very-polite comments about the two rocks.

Pinky was still out of the world for a bit. But her cracks were looking less serious as the magic that created her slowly healed her.

(Hope you get better quickly!)

Floatingleaf glanced after Blackvision. Idiotic nimrod, that son of a b****! He'd tried to leave her alone in enemy turf. "Thanks for having us..." she meowed hestiantly, turning to leave as well.

As the day and night wore on, the cracks slowly sealed and returned to normal. When only miniscule cracks were left, Pinky opened her eyes.

Chatty watched them leave somewhat wistfully through the steel bars, feeling slightly depressed. Then she turned away to snooze lightly.

Pinky blinked, and when the blackness didn't immediately return, she groaned. "Yeah. Usually am. Here's a free tip, though; heights are not good to fall from." she joked, rolling up but not getting up.

Pinky grinned woozily and shook her head. "Nope, you wou-ouldn't. But the buffalo roam, and the sky is cloudy all da-ay!" she sang, obviously not quite right in the head yet. Or just suddenly feeling like she was on a singing TV show. Whichever one you'd prefer, or arguably the same thing, depending on who you ask, and who has been kicked off such a show.

Um... Unless there was a major shortage of toms, I seriously doubt that would happen. Gender inequality and all.

Blaze slashed at Tasha, to teach the Dirt her place and for the glorious sensation of claws ripping flesh. He enjoyed it a good deal. And she certainly wasn't one of the polite, good ones either. And then he noticed Hally. "Come on out, unless you'd like to lose an ear. Not as though you Dirt use 'em anyways." he threatened.