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Post by Poizuun on Jan 17, 2011 0:26:53 GMT -5
just happened to be the song i was listening to when i tried to think up a title. so yeah, got dragged into the drabble fad xD got the whole list right here for me to keep track of and know which ones i've done.
[/s] 8. Kingdom 9. Options 10. Nurturing 11. Crest 12. Passion 13. Reflective 14. Pristine 15. Mistletoe 16. Romantic 17. Visionary 18. Shamrock 19. Celestial 20. Bravado 21. Lick 22. Believe 23. Rain 24. Focal Point 25. Shadows 26. Flashing 27. Clouds 28. Petal 29. Present 30. Records 31. Family 32. Storm 33. Pale 34. Tan 35. Bonds 36. Death 37. The One 38. Friend 39. Porn Lust 40. Behavior 41. Duel 42. Clutch 43. Impartial 44. Bias 45. Water 46. Rancid 47. Inept 48. Foolhardy 49. Fetal 50. Ungainly 51. Blizzard 52. Crowds 53. Frost 54. Smoke 55. Leaves 56. Betrayal 57. Journey 58. Forgiveness 59. Roses 60. Resistance 61. Masterpiece 62. Bones 63. Goodnight 64. Wake Up65. Gate 66. Stuck 67. Owl 68. Soul Mate 69. Traitor 70. Star 71. Annoyance 72. Out Cold 73. Stay With Me 74. Falling 75. Memories76. Past Life 77. Thief 78. Designs 79. Introduction 80. Departure 81. Smile82. Why? 83. Never Too Late 84. Prayer 85. Waiting 86. Beat 87. Laughing88. Mother 89. Thank You 90. Borders 91. Minnow 92. Paws 93. Flecks 94. Tension 95. Heat 96. Twig 97. Joy 98. Mud 99. I Miss You 100. Gone 101-110. WRITER'S CHOICE![/ul][/blockquote][/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Poizuun on Jan 17, 2011 1:21:01 GMT -5
prompt 7: the tree
Staring. Glaring. It was insulting her more and more the longer she looked at it. Silently and without moving a single inch in any direction.
The cat glared at the tree in front of her. She sat at the base of it, just out of reach of the lowest branch. This tree was mocking her, saying to her, "You'll never reach the top, not with those legs." "Hah. You'll never even reach the first branch."
"You'll never be a warrior."
Her hind legs laid, uselessly, beneath her. Her eyes narrowed for a few moments and then she looked down. Defeated.
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word count: 100
used: icethroat
author's note: FIRST DRABBLE |
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Post by Poizuun on Jan 17, 2011 13:15:54 GMT -5
prompt 87: laughing
Curled up in the apprentice den, he lay there bleeding from multiple wounds. Strips of flesh ripped away from his face, tufts of fur missing from his pelt, one eye sealed shut with blood. His whole body ached. She'd came in and tried to comfort him, but he just curled up tighter, shutting his bloody ears to her voice. She was hurting him worse than they did. He could feel dirt grind into the deep scratches but he didn't care. He shut himself off from the rest of the world.
And from the dark forest, he heard his father laughing.
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word count: 100
used: smokefur
mentions of: dovepaw, the council, firefoot
author's note: i'm trying to knock all of the really depressing ones out first :c |
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Post by Poizuun on Jan 17, 2011 14:43:45 GMT -5
prompt 81: smile
"What's that tree?"
"A rowan."
"Is this a leaf or a monster's footprint?"
"A leaf, Ravenkit." Darkstorm chuckled and pawed at Ravenkit's ear. The kit was full of questions, some actually meaning something, others that made Darkstorm wonder what was really going on in his head. He was so innocent, but also seemed to know what was going on. The kit was probably the closest thing Darkstorm had to a sibling and he loved him like one. Watching him paw the leaf, Ravenkit asked another question.
"Does my dad hate me?"
The smile fell and he hugged the kit close.
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word count: 100
used: darkpaw(storm)
mentions of: ravenkit, crowclaw
author's note: IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY. I SWEAR |
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Post by Poizuun on Jan 17, 2011 15:00:13 GMT -5
prompt 64: wake up
Warmth pressed against her. Sunlight streaming in. Green-leaf mornings.
She stretched and rolled over, her nose coming in contact with Oakheart. Her mate. Her confidence. Her everything. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled into his sleeping face. She purred and pressed her nose against his cheek. He jumped at the sudden touch, but when he opened his eyes, he also smiled. He rolled over on his side and opened his arms. Tallflower moved closer and allowed herself to be wrapped up in his warmth. He licked her head and they both fell back asleep. Just a few more minutes.
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word count: 100
used: tallflower
mentions of: oakheart
author's note: sad and happy?  |
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Post by Poizuun on Jan 19, 2011 0:20:29 GMT -5
prompt 75: memories
Ghosts. Spectres. Fleeting images walking past me. I must be seeing things. They surround me and I shiver with recognition. I cannot see their faces, but I know that they are staring at me. I stare back, through blood encrusted eyes. I can barely keep them open, barely awake after my endeavor. So tired... Always so tired now. They close in around me.
"Fight for us," they hiss. "Stand up and keep fighting."
One touches my ear and I flinch, closing my eyes. I don't want to keep fighting. I am tired and I am losing.
"Fight, Smokefur. For your family."
"My family is dead."
"Your true family." They growl as one.
And I realize what I need to do.
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word count: 120 (first time i went over D: but it was worth it)
used: smokefur
mentions of: no one
author's note: this inspired it |
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We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp