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Swiftpaw peeked around Keith’s leg, his ears flipped back, wings held tight to his body and fluffy tails tucked between his hind legs. He really wanted more eggs, but was fully aware of just how quickly one of Stealth’s paws could flatten him if he even tried. Stealth shifted her gaze to the cowering fox.
Stealth grunted and flicked the bowl away from her, sending it spinning closer to Keith and Swiftpaw. She got up and stalked with wings slightly outstretched and tails twitching away from the situation without another word.
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5 thoughts on “2013-11-17-Day-27-1-06a”
Spikes
Stealth is moody … Is it that time of the month? ;p
Wild Star
Stealth is moody…any time of the month.
Ben
Stealth is torn between her need to be the tactician and the cat mittens, who probably loved doing this sort of thing with Chel. She probably just wants Chel to treat her like Mittens again.
Hrliss
Heh! I understand Stealths feelings pretty well right there.. Sometimes it’s not about the eggs, but removing the source of fun that the others are having.. Unfortunately, (in my case), siblings know exactly how to yank the carpet out from under me, making that important item, irrelevant, and thus, my ploy ineffective.
She should go to Chel, she’d get a lot more attention there.
StrykerFeanix
Yay!
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