We're going on a kitty hunt

Niernan Stormbringer · 05-05-2012, 04:12 PM

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Ah, don't worry about it. I'm patient. I have exams coming up soon too, so I know the stress it all causes. Smile

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Black and tan fur stood on end and Niernan froze. His spine straightened dramatically as he stood as stock still as he could. His head had automatically pointed in the direction of the loud and reverberating noise, his bright blue eyes wide and flicking between trees, scanning the dark gaps. His pointed ears practically quivered as he held them forward, scanning for the location of the haunting cry that broken the eery silence of the forest. His mind raced; could that have been Ciaran? Was he in trouble? Or was it some other cat? Maybe a wild one, or a cougar. He'd never heard a cougar make a noise quite like that before, and the only sound he could compare it to was the pained yowl that tore from Ciaran whenever Bran stepped on him.

He took a step towards where the noise had come from, letting Ciarans Low Speech name rumble from his maw again, pausing with his hand-paw on one of his skains. He let a huff of air escape his nose and took another step forwards, allowing the trees to swallow him once more, his ears now flicking around as much as his eyes. He scanned the forest for any sign of the noise maker, his foot-paws picking up pace and soon he found himself running. He no longer cared if anyone heard him, he wanted to find his cat.

Normally Nier was quite adept at running through woodland, having become used to it on his travels. But his panic made him blind and it wasn't long before he caught his claws on a root. He cursed under his breath as sharp pain shot through his toes and paw. He touched the claws gently and made sure there was no blood before giving his foot-paw a shake and then continuing his run. He thought he'd cleared his mind enough with clipping his claws but he felt the familiar pain shoot through his paw as the same paw smashed into a very old and knarled tree root. He swore loudly as strings of fire sprang up his paw and shin, and swore again as he realised he was sailing effortlessly through the air, his muzzle heading straight for the leaf litter.

He hit the forest floor heavily, his muzzle burrying itself in the soft leaf litter and his hand-paws parting the leaf mulch as he slid forward on his tummy. He came to a stop and let his raised foot-paws fall to the floor, admitting defeat. He yelped as his injured paw hit the ground. The twinge of pain made him grimace and he raised his head, about to turn his muzzle and look at the offending paw when his blue eyes fell on the shape of two strangers; a Luperci like himself and a white cat. Niernan groaned and planted his face in the leaf litter, hiding his furious blush before attempting to heave himself to his paws.

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