- Nov 20, 2023
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The sun blinds Junco as she pokes her head out from her little prisoner hole. A cramped up burrow near the edge of camp that the leader himself struggled to fit into. Outside stands her guard - a cat that rotates frequently, but none of them are nearly as forgiving as Cottonsprig.
Junco clears her throat. Adjusts her position, so that her chin is resting on her front paws. Pouts her lip. Looks up, ever so slightly, with big wide eyes - if she tried harder, if she cared any more, she could shed a tear. Like a sad little puppy dog, the prisoner regards her guard with a sorrowful, pleading stare. "Excuse me," she speaks in a sickeningly sweet tone, fabricated to perfection. The guard looks at her, and Junco bats her eyes. With a touch of charm and just enough desperation to make her almost believable, the tabby continues. "I would like to be out please. I would like to stretch my legs. Pretty please?" And then, to top off her blues, she gives the guard a saccharine smile.
But.. they ignore her. The guard looks away almost as soon as Junco finishes, wearing the same boring expression. Not budging an inch.
In a near instant, the molly's expression changes. Her mouth droops into a scowl and her half-blind gaze hardens. The only thing that remains is her pout. The molly tilts her head on her paw, one way and then the other as she ponders. Two weeks in this stupid burrow - this absolute shithole. Her muscles ached to run - not away, but just.. to feel the wind in her fur. Her appetite has decreased with nothing to work it up with, and sleep was restless with all this pent up energy.
Stars, Junco is so.. frustrated! She feels like she could scream and thrash, like a kitten throwing a temper tantrum. Milk and green eyes scan the camp past the guard, catching a glimpse of a passerby. Her voice raises again, but not nearly as sugared as before. "Excuse me!" she repeats in a call, garnering their attention. "I want to take a walk. Come on - just you and me. We don't even have to leave camp - listen, you can pick the spot, I promise! Ask - ask Sunstar if you need to, whatever, just - " a heavy sound leaves her maw, a mix of a growl and an exhausted sigh. "I want.. to take.. a walk. Is that so much?"
// anyone can play the guard or the cat(s) she's grabbing the attention of :) just to note i dont know if sunstar would let her out so it'll have to be decided icly if she's let out for a bit or not!! ic consequences may apply if she is let out without sunstar's permission <3
Junco clears her throat. Adjusts her position, so that her chin is resting on her front paws. Pouts her lip. Looks up, ever so slightly, with big wide eyes - if she tried harder, if she cared any more, she could shed a tear. Like a sad little puppy dog, the prisoner regards her guard with a sorrowful, pleading stare. "Excuse me," she speaks in a sickeningly sweet tone, fabricated to perfection. The guard looks at her, and Junco bats her eyes. With a touch of charm and just enough desperation to make her almost believable, the tabby continues. "I would like to be out please. I would like to stretch my legs. Pretty please?" And then, to top off her blues, she gives the guard a saccharine smile.
But.. they ignore her. The guard looks away almost as soon as Junco finishes, wearing the same boring expression. Not budging an inch.
In a near instant, the molly's expression changes. Her mouth droops into a scowl and her half-blind gaze hardens. The only thing that remains is her pout. The molly tilts her head on her paw, one way and then the other as she ponders. Two weeks in this stupid burrow - this absolute shithole. Her muscles ached to run - not away, but just.. to feel the wind in her fur. Her appetite has decreased with nothing to work it up with, and sleep was restless with all this pent up energy.
Stars, Junco is so.. frustrated! She feels like she could scream and thrash, like a kitten throwing a temper tantrum. Milk and green eyes scan the camp past the guard, catching a glimpse of a passerby. Her voice raises again, but not nearly as sugared as before. "Excuse me!" she repeats in a call, garnering their attention. "I want to take a walk. Come on - just you and me. We don't even have to leave camp - listen, you can pick the spot, I promise! Ask - ask Sunstar if you need to, whatever, just - " a heavy sound leaves her maw, a mix of a growl and an exhausted sigh. "I want.. to take.. a walk. Is that so much?"
// anyone can play the guard or the cat(s) she's grabbing the attention of :) just to note i dont know if sunstar would let her out so it'll have to be decided icly if she's let out for a bit or not!! ic consequences may apply if she is let out without sunstar's permission <3
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juncokitjuncopawJUNCOCLAW "JUNCO" ━━ penned by ixora
━━ BARNCAT
━━ 14 MOONS,, ages every 21st
━━CASSOxxBUDGE
━━ MATE to none | PARENT to none
━━ MENTOR to none | FORMERLY MENTORED by mockinggrin
━━ HEALTH ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ | junco is healthy. -
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