should’ve known better / intro
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the dilute calico was sitting on a particularly warm rock she had found. it wasn’t like sunningricks, but her role player wasn’t sure who owned sunning rocks at the moment. she stretched. it wasn’t often that she felt the need to sub herself, usually her thick long fur would keep her warm enough. in fact, it sometimes made her hot.

sighing softly, she looked out into the trees. usually she didn’t like getting lost daydreaming. it was impractical and lead to being unalert. but there was one topic that she would allow herself to get lost thinking about. the young tom. his name had been lost to time, but she remembered him. she wasn’t sure if he was even real. maybe she had made him up. she had never mentioned him to her brothers, for fear of them thinking her gone of the deep end. being so practical made the rare dreams seem so wild, didn’t it?
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---yeah we all still die
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[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;"]winterstorm had been out looking around for some easy prey to catch to add to the freshkill pile. the young tom spotted his sister sitting on a rock, sunning herself. he decided it would be best to check on his littermate and see how her day was going.

"hello, aloefoot," the cream tabby greeted with a wave of his tail.


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I MISS YOU
EVERY TIME I CLOSE MY EYES
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”ah, winterstorm,” aloefoot smiled softly. she hadn’t seen her brothers in a short while. “have you gone on a patrol recently?” if he hadn’t, perhaps they could go hunting or check the borders. something productive. her claws itched. perhaps she was wasting time.
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