Posts by virgo

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    im so sorry, i thought i replied




    Margorie took her time, a thoughtful looked crossing her delicate features. Then with a grin, "I'll join you!" She meowed, she had heard enough and figured it would be a great way to finally start a new life. "Although I might need some help with all the terminology.." She meowed uncertain, would they help her? She hoped so, Ignatius looked friendly enough. She wasn't exactly sure of the other tom.
    [low muse]







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    [hey nightshade, can you post something to include whiptail? bc what im about to post can't do it]
    Margorie slowed her pace, she looked behind her to see Snowdrop being reached by two-legs. She was abut to race over and help, but what with wondrous eyes as Snowdrop simply leaped into the tree. 'Oh my, how else can he surprise me?' She thought incredulously, she wanted to run to him, to climb up into the tree with him, but she was afraid he was to get mad at her for coming back. She looked back to Nightshade and Fallowpaw to find they had disappeared form sight. "[b]I guess I have no choice but to follow him

    ." She meowed, half excited that she was to be with him, but half afraid to offend him. Deciding that she would rather have her infatuation take hold of her, she jumped into action. Quickly running for his tree, and squirming up the limbs just in time before the humans saw her. Once she was atop the branches, she looked for Snowdrop, but he was already leaping from branch to branch. Panic gripped her for a few seconds as doubt creeped in, 'I'll never be able to follow him, he is so fast!' She thought, but determination lit up her face and she heaved her self from tree to tree. Surprisingly she was making progress, she was only behind him by one tree. "Snowdrop!" She called after him breathlessly, her paws aching from clinging to tree bark. 'I'm so tired!' She thought, then her paws slipped, and her body came tumbling off the side of the branch. She was swinging from the treetops, her claws clinging to the bark helplessly. "S-Snowdrop! Help!" She yowled, looking down to see she was at dizzying heights.
    [eek she is so uncoordinated!]







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    Margorie began to pad after him, but looked up in shock as if she hadn't thought of the tom helping her to learn the clan's ways. "Really? That would be fantastic!" She purred, but a shadow crossed her face. 'How would her new clanmates accept her? With her being a house cat and all.' Margorie hid these thoughts deep within her, trying to find a more positive outlook on her new acquaintances.







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    With Ignatius' words, relief washed over her. She gave hime a fluttering gratefully smile, before continuing at normal pace. As she walked, she was heaving in her thoughts, deciding that he was right and that the clan would eventually accept, she simply let it go. With a finally stiff nod, the house cat reassured herself that if he could do it, so could she. This brought more confidence in her pawsteps, and gave her a lighter mood lift. Everything around her finally felt alright in the world, possibly it was because she accepted her background and decided it didn't matter where she was from. She snuck a quick glance at Ignatius, sure that he would make a good friend.







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    [sorry for all the spelling mistakes and odd grammar to come bc I'm on mobile]
    Marjorie looked up helplessly as Snowdrop grabbed onto her scruff, he heard him grunt as he tried to pull her up. 'This is all my fault, I'm useless, why did I think I would have a chance to become a warrior?' Nevertheless Marjorie tried releasing as much pressure to Snowdrop's jaws as she could by finally attaching her other paw to the tree trunk. She knew not only had she subjected her own life to possible death, she risked Snowdrop's by calling for him. She looked up at him, her Amber eyes shining with unshed tears. She didn't haveto speak, because she wasn ur eh already knew that she was sorry. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't possibly expectd an answer back for his mouth was filled with his impeccable fur. Instead she simply sniffled and tried to heave herself up, but it proved useless for she had no muscles built up in her body. "[b]T-Thank you Snowdrop,

    " she started, her voice cracking. She didn't want him. see her she'd a tear, so she looked away from his face. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen." She whispered, more to herself than to the Tom. Then she realized what she must do, what she needed to do. She will die with dignity. She turned to him him once more. "Smowdrop, just let me go, it's pointless for us boh to die. I was of no use anyways." She meowed softly, she escaped death once, but it alwayscomes back for its payment. This was her payment.
    [im in nyc]







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    [omg I saw phantom of the opera and it was amazing, Smowdrop and Marjorie #literallymyfavecouple]
    Marjorie's eyes grew wide as he instructed her to fall, she barely trusted herself to even fall right. She decided not to protest and instead nodded weakly. She felt an overwhelming sense of fear, but surprising it wasn't for her own sake, it was for his. She hardly knew him yet he had already risked his life for her, and with that she felt a heavy burden being place on her shoulders from her debt to him. "[b]Dont die.

    " She chanted, even as he released her that was her only thought. Instinctively and against the instructions of Snowdrop, Majorie twisted in mid air and landed on all four with a sickening crack. She instantly crumpled to the forest floor, her small knowledge of medicinal treatments from many visits to the vet told her that she had broken her leg. She grunted in pain, trying to keep her injury to herself so Snowdrop wouldn't have to worry. To see her as a burden She looked for the black and white tuxedo, "Snowdrop?" She called, gritting her teeth at the pain from her injury. A sharp pang of panic ripped through her at first when she could find his familiar face. "Snowdrop? Oh god please don't leave me!" She meowed, limped around, ignorin the burning sensation of her hind leg.
    [eh I think she'll just heal, don't want her to be injured all her life]







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    Marjorie let out an obvious sigh of relief when Snowdrop's friendly face popped up from the leaves. She flicked a leaf of his pelt as he walked over, and her mood seemed to begin to lighten up. "[b]I thought you died.

    " She confessed, averting her eyes from his gaze as a small blush warmed her pale cheeks. At his comment about her landing on her back, she visibly stiffened, then tried to play it cool by laughing it off. "Oh, must be a house pet thing about not doing what I'm told." She purred, but a searing pain nearly made her cry out if she hadn't bit down on her tongue. She quickly dismissed her pain as she listened to his odd request, but even so, a warming sensation blossomed in her chest. My n-name is Marjorie.
    [rushed, gtg]







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    [sorry, I just go back from NYC and will be active now]




    Majorie's gaze softened as she watched Snowdrop, though the pain in her hind leg still throbbed, his presence seemed to cool he burning fiery pain along her leg. She was just about to comment on his hurt shoulder, when a shrill voice interrupted their comfortable conversation from the branches above. She sharply looked up, her eyes widening at e word "lovebirds". The house cat sneaked a glance at Snowdrop to seem him almost as flustered as she was at the younger feline's comment.
    She watched as the warrior immediately took action, despite his wounded shoulder he leaped into the treetops. 'He is so brave, much more than I am.' She thought, looking away and staring at how her snow kissed paws sunk deeply in the leaf littered forest floor. She finally felt the need to speak, "[b]Err hello?

    " She meowed, her voice rising as if it were a question.
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    Marjorie looked mostly amused at the younger cat's antics, but still, she was not used to the harmful words of others. Yes, her words did sting, but she was trying to keep her strong facade long enough until she was out of sight form everyone's prying eyes. Only then would she allow herself to break down into what she actually was, a pitiful house pet. Her eyes flickered to the sky along with Snowdrop's, she narrowed her orbs to see that the sky was fading quite rapidly and soon they would be under the cover of stars.




    Marjorie hid her face as it twisted with pain when she walked normally over to Snowdrop and Rippepaw. "[b]Let's go, I may not know much about the forest, but I do know that it is a dangerous place to be at night.

    " She meowed, dipped her head to both of the cats among her presence. She lifted her tail as if to place it along Snowdrop's shoulders, but felt that her comfort would only bring embarrassment to the warrior and quickly let her tail go limp. Instead, she awkwardly nodded toward a random direction to signal that they should begin to move.




    As they paused to gather their selves, Marjorie chose this time to reflect on how her life so quickly changed from one of softness to the will to survive. Her eyes glazed over as she buried herself deep within her mind, a ghost of a smile hinting upon her lips as she went back to when she first met Snowdrop. She was clawing herself into a tree when she looked up to find a pair of glowing, curious eyes peering down at her. She remembered how startled she felt, the way it seemed his green eyes sliced through her like a blade through butter. Marjorie shook her head to get her bearings together, but a high had already settled within her chest, blossoming until the pain in her legs was just a murmur.







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