by Crazycookiemonster » Tue Dec 24, 2013 8:52 am
Lotus ~ Female ~ 3 years ~ Siberian Tiger ~ Orange TagI was at the very edge of the vast place they made us call home and I was sick of it. Where ever you wondered no matter how far there was always a wall. Tall, thick meant to keep us in. My paws crunched against the light snow at the bottom of this fake mountain as I pace back and forth my shoulder ever so lightly brushing the concrete wall. I would go up the mountain till I could see out of the dome then pad back down to where the snow was light and the forests became thick and lush. Rubbing my cheek along the wall and occasionally going up to a tree and dragging my claws down its bark causing huge scratches in it. I let out a low huff, letting my jaw hang low as I taste the air for any other cats. Today I was less in a mood to deal with other cats.
(( my cats open, not sure what to do with her ))