by poqqi » Sun May 18, 2014 1:48 am
Cleopatra, False, and Plague
"What is our next move?" Plague asked from the shadows, only her eyes visible in the dark cave that they lived in.
"We wait, and we train," False replied sternly, busy sharpening her claws on the hard stone wall.
"We gather allies," Cleopatra stated, her white fur glistening in the light leaking from the cave's enterance, "Mace will be here soon,"
At this statement, all three sisters gave a wicked smirk, knowing full well what kind of trouble Mace can cause.
Their cave was etched into the side of a mountain, far away from the clans as to not be found. The enterance was well camouflaged, and hidden in the thick brush that grew on the side of the mountain. No unexperienced climber could get there either, and the sisters doubted even the best climber would be able to find the enterance. The only way the sisters knew how, was because they had a lot of practice.
Mace
Padding through the forest, a limp rabbit hanging from her long, elegant muzzle, Mace ran swiftly, her black pelt perfectly morphed into the damp soil beneath her. As she reached a huge mountain, her dark black fur started to pop out among the light grey mountain. Looking up and sniffing, she could already smell her three daughter's scents