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Post by Amberpaw on Mar 31, 2010 20:28:22 GMT -5
[orange]"Aww, Great Starclan! Can't you just stop moving already?"
Huffing in exaggerated irritation, the she-cat pinned the moth down before finally releasing it. She'd managed to get the bug untangled from the moss, but the minute it was free it went and flew off! How ungrateful! Still, the she-cat wasn't going to get her head all messed up with thoughts of some mere flying insect; she would succumb to that level of insanity! Besides, she had better things to do. Like training, or cleaning, or... Ok, yeah. She didn't have that many options.
"Dear Starclan, please give me something to do."
The beautiful she-cat meowed, closing her eyes and looking up the sky in mock prayer. Golden fur illuminated by the faint sunlight, she giggled to herself and opened ocean blue eyes. It was quite amazing how bright the apprentice was in contrast to her dark surroundings. Even compared to her gorgeous mother, she was the absolute opposite when it came to pelt coloration. Sandy heather stripes splashed across the she-cat's fur, and even her personality was much more agreeable than that of her single remaining parent.
Rising, she shook grass from her pelt and trotted over to the edge of camp. It was too bad her mentor wasn't around, or she would beg them to take her out. Of course, she had her duties in camp, but it just felt like she would be more effective 'on the field'.
Yeah! Lemme get some action! You can't keep me cramped up in here all day!
Of course, her expression gave none of her inner thoughts away. Amberpaw was a calm, collected cat in exterior. She would die before letting any cat know how rambunctious she could be. Besides, she'd already set up a princess-like image; she needed to be a role model, especially around her absolutely ridiculous and immature excuse for a mother.
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