[ Your poll is still cruel. ]
Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѵιиɛραω, Ғαιтнƨтαя, & Иιɢнтωιиɢ
Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ
Swanfoot shook her head, ripping her gaze from the ground. "I-I know, but I, uh, spoke with her." she said, her gaze soft. The white cat stifled a yawn, feeling like she could crumble to the ground at the mention of sleep. Her nest was probably dry, but that didn't matter. "She told me... told me everything. About Lionkit, new information about the prophecy, about myself, about you, about herself, about her kits. Too many things to tell." she said, shaking her head, attempting to clear it.
Δитραω
Ƭσмcαт | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя, Яσωαиℓσɢ, & Δρρℓɛκιт
Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ
Antpaw nodded, turning back to the nests. He turned around, spotting Applekit. "That's Applekit." he whispered into Dagger's ear, hoping that she wouldn't recognize her.
Δρρℓɛκιт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ƙιт | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Яσωαиℓσɢ, Δитραω, & Ɖαɢɢɛя
Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc
Applekit looked up at her father, scowling a bit. "Oh." she said simply. Suddenly, a memory of fighting flashed behind her eyes. "Oh." she mewed again, her eyes darkening. At the question, however, her gaze took on a fiery determination. "Yes! I'm going to be the best apprentice to ever walk the earth!" she said, pride gleaming in her voice.
Ƨωαиғσσт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ɯαяяισя | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ѵιиɛραω, Ғαιтнƨтαя, & Иιɢнтωιиɢ
Δи∂ ωɛ ℓαʋɢнɛ∂, σн, αи∂ ωɛ cяιɛ∂ αи∂
тнσʋɢнт: Ѳн, ωнαт α ℓιғɛ. - Δмɛяιcαи Δʋтнσяƨ
Swanfoot shook her head, ripping her gaze from the ground. "I-I know, but I, uh, spoke with her." she said, her gaze soft. The white cat stifled a yawn, feeling like she could crumble to the ground at the mention of sleep. Her nest was probably dry, but that didn't matter. "She told me... told me everything. About Lionkit, new information about the prophecy, about myself, about you, about herself, about her kits. Too many things to tell." she said, shaking her head, attempting to clear it.
Δитραω
Ƭσмcαт | Δρρяɛитιcɛ | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Ɖαɢɢɛя, Яσωαиℓσɢ, & Δρρℓɛκιт
Ǥσт α ƨɛcяɛт
Ɔαи ʏσʋ κɛɛρ ιт?
Ƨωɛαя тнιƨ σиɛ ʏσʋ'ℓℓ ƨαʌɛ - Ƭнɛ Ƥιɛяcɛƨ
Antpaw nodded, turning back to the nests. He turned around, spotting Applekit. "That's Applekit." he whispered into Dagger's ear, hoping that she wouldn't recognize her.
Δρρℓɛκιт
Ѧσℓℓʏ | Ƙιт | Ƭαɢɢɛ∂ - Яσωαиℓσɢ, Δитραω, & Ɖαɢɢɛя
Ƨαω ƨσ мαиʏ ρℓαcɛƨ, тнɛ тнιиɢƨ тнαт Ɩ ∂ι∂
Ɯιтн ɛʌɛяʏ вяσκɛи вσиɛ, Ɩ ƨωɛαя Ɩ ℓιʌɛ∂ - ѲиɛЯɛρʋвℓιc
Applekit looked up at her father, scowling a bit. "Oh." she said simply. Suddenly, a memory of fighting flashed behind her eyes. "Oh." she mewed again, her eyes darkening. At the question, however, her gaze took on a fiery determination. "Yes! I'm going to be the best apprentice to ever walk the earth!" she said, pride gleaming in her voice.