by #Spirit » Fri May 09, 2014 2:26 pm
(Pff cx)
(Oh, okay)
(What do you guys think about it so far? Critique anyone?
Ivy sat at the foot of Mrs. Robinson's chair, pressing against her leg in sheer boredom, eyes dull as she watched her sister sleep on the couch lazily. Anger pricked at her mind, Abigail was worthless, and so were the other cats that lived among her with Mrs. Robinson as well. She hated the stench of that horrid kittypet food, and admired the aroma of her twoleg's food, she would often jump on the table and beg for a share in her twoleg's food but was always whisked away by a twoleg paw. She could no longer live like this, everyone here seemed quite feeble in her opinion, which made Ivy despise where she lived, always the same routine and the same old sights. I need to leave this horrible place, but how? Where would I go? I heard stories of the ferocious forest cats that live in the wild and feed on bones. Perhaps I could take advantage of those fools... maybe learn how to live like that. It would be amazing to one day come back to this place and show everyone how fearless I am. Perhaps then they would respect me as if I were their leader. Yes, that will be the day. She let out a snort of annoyance and flopped over onto her back, staring up at Mrs. Robinson with bored green eyes. She let out a mew of hunger as she looked up at her meal, licking her chops as she turned over onto her paws. Ivy glared up at Mrs. Robinson, leaping onto her lap and curling up as her owner stroked her fur. It was quite calming, actually, this she had enjoyed. Though she didn't enjoy being restricted to one area, and only from the window she could see the municipal, which she longed to escape to, a thought struck her hey, maybe I should take my plan into action. How bad could it be? I could just get food from those dumpster things, of course she flexed her claws in anticipation and pleasure as she broke away from her twoleg, simply swiping past Abigail. She froze as she heard a voice.
Abigail purred, "what makes you so happy? Your never in a good mood, but what should I expect?"
Ivy was aware that her sister was joking, but her stupid and simple jokes had been getting quite irritating, "none of your beeswax, furball." She hissed through clenched teeth, claws striking the floor.
Abigail was a bit taken aback, just as I expected, she's in a mood she turned away with a "hmmph!" and started towards Laila
The skeptical and fairly young she-cat stalked along the side of the couch, unseen by the others, Ivy slipped down the hallway and made a turn towards the garage door, where a cat flap awaited her to make her escape from. She made her way nimbly across the garage, where at the end of it, one side of the garage was nearly shut, yet still open, at the very least. Ivy pressed herself to the ground, slinking along the cold floor of the garage until the slightly plump kittypet was able the just squeeze from the small opening. Freedom! Ivy stood in the dead of night, staring around and swiftly darting towards the fence. She leaped at the fence, claws gripping the wooden surface as she hauled herself up, struggling to finally get a hold of the fence. Ivy made her way down on the other side. Suddenly, a pair of bright blue eyes glowed in the grass and Ivy leaped back in fear as it neared her, claws unsheathed and eyes glittering in the moon's dim light. Once she could see what it was, she noticed a slender, blue cat with a blue collar, her claws immediately unsheathed as she stared her in the eye.
The strange she-cat stepped forward, her face now fully visible under the light of a lamp post, "I'm Sparks," she mewed, eyes narrowed and claws unsheathed as well
Ivy blinked, "well, nice to meet you but I'm kind of in a rush," she told her, voice sped and impatient, "now, if you could please let me pass-")
(Sure!)
(Lol)
Russetpaw smiled at Icesky as they reached camp, he was bucked off and he got up, smiling still