Post by Leafshadow on Mar 9, 2007 4:40:22 GMT -5
The small cottage sat alone on the boarder of the Clan cats territory. its butter yellow exterior, covered in powdered snow, just as its yard lay under the white covering, a small swing set, barely used swung ominously in the cool pre-morning wind. The plank like seat piled high with snow. a cat flap on the back door, the only sign of a feline occupant.
The flap bulged slightly as a small black and white head poked out to gaze out in to her domain. Stepping fully out of the door she flicked her ears back to hear it shut with a sharp snap. The snow sent a chill through her paws as she padded slowly across her grassy yard, the sun was yet to rise and share its pale light and warmth, not that it would do much, with the combination of cold, wind and snow it was an unpleasant weather, not matter which way she looked at it. Her pink tongue lolled out as her jaws parted in a yawn, revealing healthy pink gums and clean white teeth. Taking a running jump she landed easily onto her white picket fence, her sentry spot to welcome the new day. she gazed out into the land surrounding her home wondering whom would pass by today, not that it would concern her, she planned to be curled up by the fire as soon as it was lit. Licking a white paw she swiped it over her ears and face. a small leather collar with a tinkling silver bell and a matching silver disk adored her neck, jingling at her with a pleasant tune. The only thing engraved onto the disk was the word 'Socks'
The flap bulged slightly as a small black and white head poked out to gaze out in to her domain. Stepping fully out of the door she flicked her ears back to hear it shut with a sharp snap. The snow sent a chill through her paws as she padded slowly across her grassy yard, the sun was yet to rise and share its pale light and warmth, not that it would do much, with the combination of cold, wind and snow it was an unpleasant weather, not matter which way she looked at it. Her pink tongue lolled out as her jaws parted in a yawn, revealing healthy pink gums and clean white teeth. Taking a running jump she landed easily onto her white picket fence, her sentry spot to welcome the new day. she gazed out into the land surrounding her home wondering whom would pass by today, not that it would concern her, she planned to be curled up by the fire as soon as it was lit. Licking a white paw she swiped it over her ears and face. a small leather collar with a tinkling silver bell and a matching silver disk adored her neck, jingling at her with a pleasant tune. The only thing engraved onto the disk was the word 'Socks'