by sardonicSeldom » Sun May 15, 2011 5:23 pm
"I-I er sure Silverheart." Sparkfoot didn't really know how to comment on THAT comment, and so her pelt was burning once again.
"I guess us three could go hunt in or by the meadow!" She said, the burning lifted from her fiery pelt quickly.
"I never really remembered my father that well, except for one evening, him and me were playing outside the nursery den, he was trying to teach me to hunt, but it was no use, I was horrible at it, and then he crouched down to my level and asked me what poppyseeds are. I was just as surprised as him when I said, 'There used to take the edge off the pain, but in return, make a cat sleepy.' he smiled and licked the fur between my ears and said I will be a great medicine cat. He walked me back into the nursery while I purred loudly, and fell asleep while they both were talking about me being a medicine cat." Owlpaw said, licking her paw and drawing it over her ear.
"But suddenly something fragile snapped inside the pale girl, and the witch that had been so brittle yet whole, decided to set a fire that even her herself could not hope to put out."