Post by tangleclaw on Jul 29, 2007 18:56:09 GMT -5
Tangleclaw stood at the border of Duskclan hoping a cat might come along. Her gold a black fur stood up in anticipation. Her green eyes darted from side to side. She padded a paw across the border, "Maybe they don't want me..." she thought quietly "Or perhaps they haven't noticed me." She took a few more pawsteps, she sat down slowly and lept up with a screech, a sharp stick had fallen from who knows were and percied the black tip of her gold tail. She shushed her self and began to lick the blood oozing from the wound, slowly the pain turned to a strange, sharp pleasure that she found usually fallowed the pain. She sat completely still and after a few heart beats started to twitch the tip of her tail which was now oozing blood. Tangleclaw sat still and bolted forward a few fox-lengths leaving a trail of blood behind her. She sat quietly again and did not move for many heartbeats and when the sun began to rise she settled down and laid her gold and black head on her to black front paws. She sighed and closed her eyes. She was almost invisible in the wheat, her fur blended in and the stripes looked like shadows. She purred in pleasure as the wind blew the wheat across her fur and after a few heartbeats she was asleep.
Something tells me I'm not getting exepted.... 
Thanks!