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[Ranger of the North]

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[DeMaizu]

The sandy cat padded along the shore, daydreaming. He knew he should probably get back inside before it started raining in earnest instead of this drizzling business - what was the point of drizzling, he wondered, anyway? - but in all honesty, he didn't really mind the rain all that much. He knew as a cat it should bother him, but . . . . He figured he must've been an aquatic or amphibian creature in a past life or two. He sighed, wondering who his Spirit Master would be in this life, hoping they wouldn't be like the last one. He shuddered. Oh, definitely not like the last one. Hearing voices, the cat pricked his ears in the direction of what sounded like young children. oh, there were a few older women, too, but he could never tell what gender the smaller ones were, their voices all sounding so alike and high-pitched. But something about one of them . . . . Was different. He turned his head, daydream forgotten. Yes, that voice was definitely different, and it wouldn't sound that way to him unless it belonged to his next Master. He started heading in the direction of the voices, wondering what kind of children they were. Rich? Poor? Middle class? Asian? European? American? He jumped onto a wall to see four or five small children laughing in the puddles and dirt that was slowly turning to mud. One of them in particular caught his eye, a boy in a corduroy overalls who was much more muddy than the rest, and a head of carrot-red hair. That's the one, the cat thought to himself. The boy slipped, falling face-first in the mud, but he got back up again right away with a huge smile on his face, and the cat smiled inwardly. Yes, he's my Master. The cat silently padded away, and once out of sight, Shifted into a human boy, maybe 13 or 14.
"I'll wait for you, here, then," he said in the red-headed boy's direction, and seemed to fade into the scenery.
The boy stopped what he was doing with a jerk, almost as if someone had grabbed him. He turned around, a confused look on his face, and stood there until his mother asked him what was wrong.
"Didn't you hear that voice?" He asked, a bemused frown in place of the grin from moments before.
His mother frowned and grabbed his hand. "No, sweetheart, but we should go home now, okay? Say goodbye to your friends for me."
After the goodbyes were said, the boy and mother walked off, but neither of them noticed that for years afterward a sand-colored cat would watch the boy from a branch outside his window. Watch within reason, of course. A cat's gotta eat!

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[HardcoreAarmau]

Poem!

Babies singing, singing
Mama's winging winging
Across the sky, the sky
The big bird won't cry
As it wings it's way across the sky, the sky

Why?
The babies cry
Why?
The big mama has left
And they don't know why
Don't know why

One by one
Jumping out of the nest doesn't look fun
Jump out high
To maybe fly

Jump out high,
And fly

[Ranger of the North]

Welcome, Derpy! XD

The competition ends tomorrow, guys!

[TheSongOfTheStars]

Eek! Does major headdesk.
I will have my entry up, early tomorrow. I promise!