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Post by Leo on Jun 12, 2007 20:49:33 GMT -4
Dove sat in her two leg's garden, the beautiful fragrence of Gardinias, Poppys and Cat mint filling her nose. Unlike some kittypets, she had very little intrest in the forset. What was so interesting? It was just a big clump of trees were there were a bunch of huge wild cats that killed each other all day long. She would much rather stay with her two legs, who loved her and groomed her and fed her and put her in cat shows were she would win big, pretty blue ribbons. She was no less than a legend in cat show history. She didn't see what was so special about anything less.
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Post by Jadestar on Jun 12, 2007 21:29:23 GMT -4
Slit padded over to dove, trying to calm his love for her. His thick muscles rippled under his pelt. "Hey Dove." he meowed, leaping on the post next to her.
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Post by Leo on Jun 12, 2007 23:26:15 GMT -4
"Oh, hi Slit." Dove purred, happy to have someone to talk to. She was a social one, alright. "How are you? And how are your two legs?" She asked.
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Post by Jadestar on Jun 13, 2007 10:11:03 GMT -4
"They're fine. They decided to go on vacation. I hope it won't be too soon." he meowed.
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Post by Leo on Jun 13, 2007 19:32:14 GMT -4
"I hate it when my two legs go on a vacation and leave me in a kennel." Commented Dove. "I hope they decide to take you with them." She meowed.
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Post by Jadestar on Jun 14, 2007 9:07:20 GMT -4
"Na. They hired another Twoleg." he meowed.
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Post by Kitty on Jun 14, 2007 16:37:46 GMT -4
Peigon spotted the two cats on the fence post a few gardens down from hers. She was happy for the company, she had just been addopted by her twolegs a few moons ago, and finally had some freedom from that dirty 'ol pound. "Hiya Dove, Slit." She mewed to each leaping the fence poles two at time. Her long slender legs carried her far, she was like a greyhound cat, her fur was even the same shade of grey, though a few ginger splotches betrayed her calico heritage. Many cats before her were pure breds, all loved and great champians, but her, she was a mixxed breed. That's why her two-legs before had released to the pound.
The twolegs she had now were an elderly couple, very loving and they spoiled her big time. Though they weren't as rich as the breeders she had before, they were much more comforting. Sometimes there grand-kits would come and play with her, she had loved that. Sometimes she would stroll through the entrance of the forest, but she never thought of herself living there like clan cats did. Fighting and killing wasn't her thing anyway. She preffered the dry and wet cat food that was fed to her every evening, and dawn in her shiny glass dish, and the occasional catnip leaf from the garden. Her owners kits had built the garden and even named it for her: Peidgon Trails, it had everything a cat could dream of eating.
After the first few days they had shortened her name to just Peidge, she'd liked that a lot, and it suited her purr-fectly. She didn't even care about the millions of different collars her owners obsessed over her wearing. She had on a different one almost everyday, and they were all so beautiful, how could any cat not like wearing them? The best of all, was the special carpeted trees, and beds they bought for her. One of the beds attatched to the window sill so she could sleep with the sunlight bathing her pelt, or the soft moonlight surrounding her, the calming chirp and crikets and birds soothing her to sleep.
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Post by Leo on Jun 14, 2007 17:20:31 GMT -4
"Hello there, Peidge." Dove mewed politly. She didn't really know peidge that well, but she seemed like a nice cat. She knew that she lived with the sweet elderly couple 3 gardens away. Dove liked those twolegs... they were very kind. But she didn't like their grand-kits who always wanted to play. She was a fine bred show cat, not a squeaky toy for rambunctious two-leg kits.
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Post by Jadestar on Jun 14, 2007 20:15:41 GMT -4
Slit nodded. "Hiya!" he meowed.
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Post by Leo on Jun 14, 2007 20:59:08 GMT -4
"So..." Dove continued, looking back at Slit. "They're leaving you with someone, you say? Do they live near here?" She asked, wanting to know weather or not she would be seeing Slit while his two-legs were on vacation.
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Post by Kitty on Jun 15, 2007 1:05:16 GMT -4
Peige dipped her head to each cat in turn and sat down curling her tail over her paws to listen in on their conversation. Being the new cat, she didn't really know how to jump in and make friends. She shifted her paws showing her nervousness. Obvisiously she hadn't been wanted by her previous twolegs and her family, maybe she wouldn't be wanted here either. She bit her lip, and studdied the two cats in front of her.
Dove was a beautiful pure bred, it was obvious she had won many ribbons and trophies. All the toms would be dieing to become her mate, she had thought this many times. Her fur was always neatly groomed, and shiny, it even smelled good, even if it was just flee shampoo. Even her collars were preetier than Peigon's and she had more collars than all the cats in the twoleg place combined!!
Slit was very muscular and handsom, she found herself watching his muscles ripple under his silky coat as he talked to Dove. Then she turned back to the she-cat, who was gazing intently at him. It was so obvious to see that she liked him, and it was even more obvious to see that Slit would easily fall in love with her too, just by looking at her. There was no doubt that her personality was as wonderful as she was pretty, or even better. But still, she couldn't help but admire the tom, and the she-cat too. She would always look up to them both, Slit for his muscles and bravery, Dove for her looks and champianship.
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Post by Leo on Jun 15, 2007 1:10:58 GMT -4
Dove nodded at slit, and glanced once more at Peigee. She looked left out, all right. But Dove didn't know the cat that well and wasn't sure what to talk to her about. She guessed she could just try to get her into the conversation they were already having. "So, Peige. Have your two legs ever tooken you on vacation?" She asked, thinking about a time she had gone to paris with her two legs.
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Post by Kitty on Jun 15, 2007 1:22:21 GMT -4
"Well..." Peige was astonished that Dove had offered to let her in on the conversation. She gave her a look that said her thanks, and went on, "I traveled from Europe to this place, if that counts," She mewed giggling. She remembered her old home, it was really far away where her family before her were all beautiful pure breds like Dove, then some tom-cat came around and she was born. A mixxed breed, her breeders decided to "get rid" of her the moment she was born and was shipped away to the pound, and ended up here.
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Post by Leo on Jun 15, 2007 1:27:23 GMT -4
"Europe? Oh, I love that place. Did you ever visit Paris?" She asked, curling her tail around her feet. SDhe also remembered how she had a cousin named Paris that lived on the other side of the park. She ought to visit her sometime.
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Post by Kitty on Jun 15, 2007 2:07:02 GMT -4
"Well, I did when I was shipped here, we stopped on the way. But all I could see were a few things looking through bars." She frowned remembering the loss of her parents and family, though they didn't seem to mourn when she left. They just smirked at her as if being a mixed breed was disgusting.
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