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Post by uniqcrim on Mar 5, 2022 23:09:38 GMT -5
He stared. And stared. And stared. His yellow eyes were unblinking as he stared at the unmarked grave. Did anyone know that this was a grave? His eyes flickered for a moment as he detected movement in the corner of his eyes. Last night a voice had whispered in his ear that they were buried here. Typically they would bury cats in the burial grounds with a gravestone of some sort placed by a loved one. This was was unmarked. Unloved or the result of something much more sinister. "Hmm... so many stories to uncover. So bloody and morbid. I'm sorry they did not honor your grave. What was your name?" He asked aloud. There was only silence that answered. Ghastlypaw had come to learn that ghosts were not always so great at conversations.
Tentative paws made their way closer to the voice she had heard drifting towards her. The contents that she had managed to hear seemed... odd. But she was intrigued nevertheless. Slowly she peeked her head around a large rock, eager to see who was the culprit. She hoped her presence remained hidden for a moment so she could spy, but didn't remain too hopeful.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Mar 17, 2022 18:24:18 GMT -5
Ghostlypaw had never been known for playing close attention to his surroundings. He always seemed.. distracted. Like he was looking at something right in front of you when all that existed there was air. He nodded thoughtfully as he listened to the voice carefully. "Thorngaze... I like that name. Yellowbelly? No, there is no one in Winterclan with that name." He paused as he listened, but suddenly it became very distant and vanished.
"Thorngaze? Are you still there?" He called out into empty air, his breath hanging on the crisp dusk air.
At first the she-cat thought perhaps he had heard her approach and was calling out to her and she started to creep out, but stopped short as he continued a conversation with.... the air? A perplexed expression fell across her face as she listened and the hair along her spine rose. Who was he talking to?
As he finished his inquiry Wickedpaw decided to make her entrance, too curious to hang back any longer. With a soft voice she called out, "Who are you talking to?" And continued her approach. She wanted to know just what was going on, and intended to get something of the truth. Not enough interesting things happened around her for her liking.
