Post by spike on Jan 17, 2010 5:59:10 GMT -6
Kalahar had just awoken maybe a few moments ago. Once her twolegs were out of the door to abandon their sweet cat for ages, she snuck her way outside through the hole in the screen. Her twolegs had no clue it was there so when they locked the pet door, she was still free to go out. That window was always cracked anyways for fresh air. She was lying in her garden, rough, pink tongue cleaning her chest mindlessly.
She had remembered that Spider managed to keep that rotten Spanish-talking cat away. Her body was stiff and sore from all of that and she knew she'd never forgive him. But then again, hadn't it been a thrill to have fun? To play like a kit and feel the wind of WindClan on her again?
Well, maybe it wasn't that good but it was still better than nothing. She despised Simon yet at the same time liked him. He made her feel wild again. He knew too much, of course, but that was going to pass sooner or later. He'd forget whether she made him or not. Kalahar stiffened and ducked into a bush with worry now clawing at her stomach. What if he was awake too? What if he came to her garden? She knew this was the time that Spider took his lazy walks of the land beyond the fences.
She had no protection. All she could do was hide and pray that she'd figure out a way to escape him. She worked on cleaning her fur again though now the strokes were swifter. She had to think. She had to escape Simon.
She had remembered that Spider managed to keep that rotten Spanish-talking cat away. Her body was stiff and sore from all of that and she knew she'd never forgive him. But then again, hadn't it been a thrill to have fun? To play like a kit and feel the wind of WindClan on her again?
Well, maybe it wasn't that good but it was still better than nothing. She despised Simon yet at the same time liked him. He made her feel wild again. He knew too much, of course, but that was going to pass sooner or later. He'd forget whether she made him or not. Kalahar stiffened and ducked into a bush with worry now clawing at her stomach. What if he was awake too? What if he came to her garden? She knew this was the time that Spider took his lazy walks of the land beyond the fences.
She had no protection. All she could do was hide and pray that she'd figure out a way to escape him. She worked on cleaning her fur again though now the strokes were swifter. She had to think. She had to escape Simon.