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Post by Ardra on Jul 29, 2005 13:30:23 GMT -5
A black figure lay sprawled out amoung the branches of an old Oak, and in the night, she was nearly invisible to see. Her gleaming golden eyes were the only things that gave away that she was actually sitting there, tail slowly flicking to and fro. She was quite content with her position, in a secluded, out-of-the-way kind of tree.
About the turn in for the night, the femme looked at the sky with a strong look of respect. It was perfectly safe for the femme to sleep in the tree, only because the night disguised her pelt. This time of the sun and moon's natural rotation was Ardra's favorite time...it was when all life in nature just stopped, and everything was silent. Ardra smiled to herself. She was just a cat stuck in a tree.
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