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Post by Piper/Roozul on Sept 14, 2012 16:33:49 GMT -5
Piper was not one to ask for directions when she took to exploring, after all the point of the endeavor was to find new things and discover right? If you new where you were headed what was the adventure in it?
The small tabby-patterned orphan didn't know she was head for Witches' Hollow, she didn't even know witches were real. Everyone spoke of them like fairy tale creatures, no one had ever introduced her to a witch. That was something else about Piper, she didn't take to trusting in others for her knowledge of the world. Had she known she was headed for Witches' Hollow, chances are she would have proceeded anyway and looked for one of these so called witches herself. Now that would be the kind of story to gloat with over her fellow orphans.
Piper sniffed the air gently. Something seemed off about this place...the air was thicker like smoke had once been abundant, and the plants were odd. It seemed to strike Piper all of a sudden, as if they had just sprouted at her feet, that these plants were strange to her. Piper wondered in any were edible...her stomach rumbled quietly.
Everything in this place seemed different from the Orphanage and the Market. Piper looked around beginning to feel a bit nervous. Where were all the cats? Surely this place wasn't deserted...
"Is anybody out there?" the little she-cat called hesitantly. "I...I'm not scared you know!" Holding her unstrung bow close to her she whipped around a few times nervously "I c-can fight y-ya know!"
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Post by Panda on Sept 15, 2012 13:00:19 GMT -5
A small rat sprang out from some nearby bushes finding itself cornered. It let out a small squeak of protest as its assailant, otherwise known as Ailana, parted her way through the brush. She hissed at the rat and it bared its teeth at her. The ginger she-cat looked unimpressed and quickly struck. No, she didn’t kill the rat she just grabbed it by the tail like she always did. Rats didn’t work in a potion if they weren’t alive. She looked at the creature and smirked as it squirmed around attempting to escape.
It was a particularly calm day in Ailana’s woods. It wasn’t too exciting, and she was actually dubbing it boring. Rat hunting was always boring though. She was always afraid of being bit by one of the little rodents. It was also particularly hard to find a rat in the woods, not a mouse, a rat. Rats were usually in the city, but Ailana tried not to go there if she didn’t have to. She glared down at the little creature that was still screeching in complaint and flailing around trying to get a hold of Ailana’s hand. She shook it violently, and it stopped its squeaking. Now she needed more, great. She sure could have used some help.
Ailana started her short trek back to her house with the angry rat in her hand. She stopped at the base of a tree to examine some mushrooms she had never noticed before, and made a mental note to return to the location later on. Her ears perked suddenly. She heard footsteps. She got into a sort of defensive state clinging onto the rat. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed the back of a golden colored cat. Ailana squinted to get a better look at this stranger. The outsider spoke giving away that she was young and a female. Ailana smirked and looked down at the rat in her hand. ‘Oh well’ she thought, ‘I’ll catch another one later.’ She released the creature and it fled joyfully.
Ailana tilted her hat down so it partially covered up her face, stepped out of her cover sneakily, and thought about how to go about this. Her plans were making her laugh already. She quietly tip-toed over towards this golden stranger and stopped right behind her. Suddenly she laughed as loudly and wickedly as she could, “Boo!” She shouted just now noticing the weapon. She hadn’t noticed the bow so hopefully this girl wasn’t going to shoot her. It wouldn’t be the first time that happened though. |
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Post by Piper/Roozul on Sept 18, 2012 15:20:32 GMT -5
The slender golden female had felt the presence of a pair of eyes on herself and had been sniffing the air delicately in an attempt to detect the stealthy watcher. Giving herself a quick pat to smooth her ruffled fur and help to calm herself. Muttering reassurance that there was no one around the little feline lay her bow down gently. As she relinquished her hold on the weapon a faint breeze tickled her back and a maniacal laugh split the silence along with a terrifying "Boo!".
Pitching forward in surprise, when she was only half standing, the orphan tripped over the weapon and went sprawling in the grass her possessions strewn about her. The she-cats plushie rolled across the ground followed by a few of her meager schillings-savings. Her eyes stinging with tears of fear and irritation as dust from her fall stung the delicate orifices.
Pulling herself up into a sitting posture she viewed her "attacker" with wide eyes. The tan tabby-striped orphan couldn't help her overwhelming curiosity at the sight of the rust-colored, fluffy cat in the purple pointy hat.
"Are you a witch?" the curious youngster asked excitedly both trying to make eye contact with the cat and reach for her plushiecat.
Piper wasn't sure whether or not she should be scared of excited. Witches were dangerous but then meeting a witch would also be a new experience...an adventure.
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Post by Panda on Sept 22, 2012 16:27:53 GMT -5
Ailana’s fur prickled as she saw the little cat’s response. She let out a low long cackle when she fell over and crossed her spotted arms. The little girl had gotten upset though. That wasn’t Ailana’s fault. This girl might not have taken the joke right. She got a better look at this girl as she sat up. She was young; at least she thought this girl was. Not many adults carried stuffed animals. She cocked her head sideways wondering why she was being so quiet. She didn’t even make any sort of noise, that was strange. The girl’s next question was one Ailana got a lot when people found her in the forest.
She laughed some more, “It depends. Do you want me to be a witch?” She walked around to another side of the girl, “Because I may or may not be a witch. It all depends, you also could say I’m a scientist. I like that term. It’s not so…” She paused and put her hand on her chin, then motioned forward at the girl, “Slanderous. I’m also guessing you’re a child? Where’s your parents and what are you doing out here by yourself.” |
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Post by Piper/Roozul on Sept 23, 2012 0:32:46 GMT -5
Wiping a paw across her eyes to brush out the dust and hide the embarrassing watering eyes. Piper sneezed delicately. "excuse me" she murmured quietly.
Listening to the odd cat ramble on about the minor differences in title that really did little to change one's occupation, Piper tilted her head slightly, her ears cocked. Sometimes it seemed quite odd to her that adults behavior could differ so much from that of the young. This cat hadn't apologized for scaring her but then Piper only expected such action because it was how she had been raised to act.
"I'm sorry Miss. I didn't mean to um...slander...you...?" the she-cat started unsure of what the word slander meant but sure it must be something bad, else the witchy-cat wouldn't have used it for a reason not to call her witch.
"Well I want you to be a witch, 'cause I've never met one before and I'd like to. But I don't think what I want matters...if I said I didn't want you to be a witch and you were, me saying it's not what I want wouldn't cause you to stop being a witch. Though if you'd like to be a scientist I won't make you be a witch"
Brushing some dust off her sides with an idle paw the young cat appeared quite relaxed as though she had chosen to sit in the dusty ground to converse with this odd stranger. "Well I'm about 10 months old...no one's really sure exactly 'cause I don't remember. I don't have any parents anymore...well my daddy might be out there somewhere but I don't know where...I live at the orphanage." Scooping up her meager savings into her coin purse and grabbing her bow with one paw the tabby-patterned orphan smiled at Ailana "Where do you live? Ooops! That's nosey isn't it? I'm Piper, what's your name?" she chatted happily reaching out to pick up the toy from near Ailana's feet.
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Post by Panda on Oct 1, 2012 19:19:49 GMT -5
Ailana cackled at the girl. She sounded like she was confusing herself. That was one of the main reasons Ailana liked hanging out with the young. They were funny when they didn’t mean to be, and their innocent nature tended to rub off on someone. “I’ll forgive you…” The Calico’d ginger she-cat pointed a small clawed finger at the orphan, “For now.” She crossed her arms and laughed a little again.
“Well, then I guess it is your lucky day little kitten, because you are talking to a witch. Don’t fear though, I’m not going to eat you, feed you to the crows, or butcher your head and mount it over my caldron.” She waved her paw in the air and added a slight shrug, “Those are very stereotypical sorts of witchy things. I’m strictly a potion maker!” She put her paws on her hips and stared down at the girl she had just scared out of her fur a few moments earlier.
“Ohhh, so you’re an orphan huh?” Ailana nodded, “Tis a shame. I was an orphan at one point. Guess we’ve got somethin’ in common.” She held out a paw to the girl on the ground as a kind gesture, “It’s nice to meet you mrs. Piper? I’m Ailana, Care to come see my shop? As long as you make sure to tell no one of ‘course~” She winked. |
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Post by Piper/Roozul on Oct 2, 2012 17:38:28 GMT -5
Hopping to her feet, with the agility and nimble footed-ness of an acrobatic youth without need of the extended paw, Piper smiled winningly thinking of crows and witchy-things. The striped young female cuddled her stuffed cat Vector to herself excitedly. "You know I knew you were a witch! From the first minute Miss Ailana! It was that pretty hat and your spooky-'boo' that gave it away!"
Grabbing Ailana's paw gently in her own delicate one, the little cat looked around. Highly interested by everything, Piper babbled on. "You know, I'm really good you don't plan on eating me...I would have had to shoot at you with my bow and you seem too nice to shoot at. I don't miss very often." The she-cat trailed off realizing it must be odd to tell someone you would have had to attack them if they weren't nice...that was rude. "I'm sorry, that came out funny. Do you really make potions? In a cauldron? Oh...what's a cauldron?"
Piper's keen eyes searched the surrounding area "Being a orphan is lonely though...I'm sorry you didn't have a family either. You deserve a nice family with lotsa' hugs. Is your store close? I don't know this area well...I don't want to get lost. I really wanna see a real potion shop though!" stopping to take a breath after her incessant chatter.
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