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Post by deebug96 on May 14, 2011 19:43:38 GMT -5
Fuzzy curled up. She was cold from the wind that had manged to make its way threw her thick pelt. She was slightly shivering in the box. She lift her head and looked around the high walled cardboard box though it had holes in the sides. "Momma?" she mewed. The moon was high enough that she found it hard to see in the box.
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Post by ♥ι¢є_α&# on May 14, 2011 20:27:14 GMT -5
Frost glanced over quickly at his fluffy sister-ironically their parents had named her Fuzzy when she was born. On the other hand, Frost was a short-haired tabby kitten. "What's going on? I want Momma!" he whimpered to his siblings, curling up in a tight ball in a corner of the hard cardboard box. When Frost fell down at the corner of the box that they were being kept in, the box moved and got tipped the tiniest bit. His gray and white tabby head shot up with some hope, getting an idea. "Guys! Let's try to tip the box over!" he hissed over to his two littermates.
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Post by deebug96 on May 14, 2011 20:35:59 GMT -5
Fuzzy moved closer to Frost to keep warm. "But it will get colder" she whined. She was already cold enough. She pressed herself close to Frost. Her dark yellow eyes on him. (A banner for the site....I just made it....well added the words and cropped it...  ) |
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Post by ♥ι¢є_α&# on May 14, 2011 20:46:28 GMT -5
Wooow thanks that's a great banner! xD How do you even make banners?)
"Well, can we try to tip it over and escape in the morning then?" Frost asked Fuzzy in a quiet voice, glad that his sister had moved closer to him for some more warmth. He was slightly angry at his parents for letting the twolegs to do this to them without a fight, and he didn't plan or want to go back to his parents. But Frost didn't know how else he or his two littermates would survive without both of his parents.
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Post by deebug96 on May 14, 2011 20:49:14 GMT -5
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Fuzzy nodded slightly "Yea" as she curled up close to Frost. "Why does it have to be so cold?" she whined softly. She fluffed up her fur as much as she could to help keep her warm. She laid her head on her brother's back.
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Post by ♥ι¢є_α&# on May 14, 2011 21:02:27 GMT -5
K thanks. Should we skip to morning?)
"Ok, because I don't think I could stand another night in this dreadful box," Frost muttered under his breath, shrugging his shoulder to her question. It was so cold that the tiny kit could actually see his breath in the clear night air. The small gray and white tabby tom lowered his head and closed his icy blue eyes, covering his nose with his long tail.
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Post by deebug96 on May 14, 2011 21:07:25 GMT -5
"Same" Fuzzy agreed as she curled close to him causing they're fur to mix together where it touched. She yawned softly as she closer her eyes. She was soon sleeping curled in the corner of the box pressed against her brother.
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Post by ♥ι¢є_α&# on May 14, 2011 22:22:15 GMT -5
He too also quickly fell asleep besides one of his littermates in the corner of the hard cardboard box, despite the cold night air of leaffall. He had a dreamless sleep during the night. Frost then gradually felt the warmth of something boring on him, and then finally, his penetrating eyes opened. He was staring at blank, brown wall, and for a second, he forgot where he was. Then realization hit, and Frost let out a small sigh. He glanced around the box, still seeing that Fuzzy and his other littermate were still asleep. He nudged Fuzzy, trying to prod her awake.
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Post by deebug96 on May 14, 2011 22:26:53 GMT -5
"Just a bit longer mommy" Fuzzy mumbled in her sleep. She curled a bit more not ready to wake. Her small body was pressed against Frost. She easily slipped back into deep sleep.
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Post by ♥ι¢є_α&# on May 14, 2011 22:57:46 GMT -5
Frost let out another soft sigh, wondering if he should continue to try to wake her up some more. He felt a small pang in his heart when Fuzzy had mentioned their mother's name, and pressed a little bit closer to her for comfort. The small gray and white tabby tom decided to let his siblings sleep in a little bit more as he tried to think up of a plan to get them out of there. He wondered if his parents were going to come see them today.
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