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Sure thing! works for me. ^^; Also, your avatar is totally awesome. 403 words.
Oh, the kid would have hunted Tokyo down had she taken it, huh? A silly idea. But since it hadn't actually come to any point of conflict, and Catalyst, even if she still thought it was hers, hadn't actually tried to take it back, the older female had not felt the need to transition from amused to annoyed. She seemed a bit startled at Tokyo's name, but even if she didn't comment on it it pleased her that she was starting to actually get the sort of recognition that she deserved, expected, and did not often receive. Soon, though; her fame was spreading. Soon her name would be known throughout the land as was only proper. There were certainly patches of land up north where her name was familiar to many of the packs - although that wasn't quite the same, because that mostly consisted of malevolent, untrue rumors spread by wolves that she had stolen from or offended in some way.
Unfortunately for the child, Tokyo wasn't particularly familiar with the names she had dropped. She certainly didn't know Slay, although from context he was probably Cercelee's mate or something. And then Cercelee, Tokyo knew she was the leader, although she'd never actually met her, only seen her at the pack meeting. Which was sort of weird to Tokyo; she'd been a member for a month and a half or so, shouldn't she have ran into such a prestigious figure by this point? Catalyst was the kid's name. Tokyo didn't know the meaning of the word, and thus assumed incorrectly that it was purely decorative like her own. Cat would be a silly nickname, though, for a canine. She grinned at the idea.
"Well, if we leave it like this, it's just gonna rot and go bad. Maybe we should pluck the feathers, try and make something pretty?" Tokyo's brow furrowed. She wasn't really the best craftsman, but she sorta wanted to try. Maybe a necklace, if she could figure out how to attach the feathers to some sort of string. Ooh, if she could find a needle and thread, she could sew some to her book-bag! That would be exciting. Maybe that would be the best way to attach the feathers to a scrap of leather or something to make a necklace. There were certainly a lot of feathers to go around. And mm, after they took those, they could eat it.
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Sure thing! works for me. ^^; Also, your avatar is totally awesome. 403 words.
Oh, the kid would have hunted Tokyo down had she taken it, huh? A silly idea. But since it hadn't actually come to any point of conflict, and Catalyst, even if she still thought it was hers, hadn't actually tried to take it back, the older female had not felt the need to transition from amused to annoyed. She seemed a bit startled at Tokyo's name, but even if she didn't comment on it it pleased her that she was starting to actually get the sort of recognition that she deserved, expected, and did not often receive. Soon, though; her fame was spreading. Soon her name would be known throughout the land as was only proper. There were certainly patches of land up north where her name was familiar to many of the packs - although that wasn't quite the same, because that mostly consisted of malevolent, untrue rumors spread by wolves that she had stolen from or offended in some way.
Unfortunately for the child, Tokyo wasn't particularly familiar with the names she had dropped. She certainly didn't know Slay, although from context he was probably Cercelee's mate or something. And then Cercelee, Tokyo knew she was the leader, although she'd never actually met her, only seen her at the pack meeting. Which was sort of weird to Tokyo; she'd been a member for a month and a half or so, shouldn't she have ran into such a prestigious figure by this point? Catalyst was the kid's name. Tokyo didn't know the meaning of the word, and thus assumed incorrectly that it was purely decorative like her own. Cat would be a silly nickname, though, for a canine. She grinned at the idea.
"Well, if we leave it like this, it's just gonna rot and go bad. Maybe we should pluck the feathers, try and make something pretty?" Tokyo's brow furrowed. She wasn't really the best craftsman, but she sorta wanted to try. Maybe a necklace, if she could figure out how to attach the feathers to some sort of string. Ooh, if she could find a needle and thread, she could sew some to her book-bag! That would be exciting. Maybe that would be the best way to attach the feathers to a scrap of leather or something to make a necklace. There were certainly a lot of feathers to go around. And mm, after they took those, they could eat it.
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