somebody that i used to know.

Emmanuelle Brenna · 04-17-2012, 11:18 PM

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ems is by nat.

The morning was beautiful, that went without saying. Spring had hit this area quickly, already blooding wildflowers were curling up from the ground along with green grass and the lone tree in the center of the meadow of eden boasted songbirds all different colors, chirping and singing their happiness at the warm spring days. The sun poked above the few clouds that hung lazily in the sky and leant it's warmth to the land below, it's rays landing in dapples under the leafy little buds poking from the trees branches. A lone figure was within this meadow, enjoying the day thus far. Her blonde hair spilled over her shoulders as she sat beneath the tree, her mis-matched eyes - one forest green and the other a pale grey-blue looking at the object in her hands as she worked on it.

The yearling paid no mind to the mews coming from her two lynx kits, Kimbrah and Gabriel, as she worked. Her mind was solely focused on her project and would not stray unless something other then boredom was obvious in the plaintive mews leaving the small maws of the light brother and dark sister. In her slender hands she held a smooth bit of wood, the other a small utility knife. It wasn't the best to carve things with, but it would not break as easily as her bone knives did, the small point needed being too fine on the bone weapons. Sighing as she felt a nudge on her elbow from Kimbrah, she raised her gaze to the other and gave a stern, pointed look at the youngster. Her blue eyes widened and she backed away, tumbling over Gabriel who was seated behind her, napping.

Gabriel snorted at his sister and batter at her face lightly with his paws, and Kimbrah mewed angrily at the ' abuse ' she was receiving. " Gabriel! " She mewed loudly, a cross look settling on her dark-brown face. He was pale in comparison to her, instead of inheriting the dark earthy brown hues his sibling had, he was a light cream and gray mashup. " You two.. " She said with a dark look, mis-matched gaze flitting inbetween the two siblings. " Why don't you go bird hunting... you are going to have to learn if you are to catch birds for me an Alma. " She continued in a gentler tone, gesturing to the tree above her. They were still young, but growing quickly in size and they would be asked to perform things for her and she would like them to be prepared.

Meowing back at her, as they were still learning high speech, both kittens began to clamber up the trunk of the tree as quietly as they could manage as her gaze went back down to the carving in her hand.

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