nothing (open, possession) can touch me
Sept 9, 2014 2:38:43 GMT
Post by nightwhisper on Sept 9, 2014 2:38:43 GMT
The small tabby tom's eyes flew open. Something was off. He looked up and saw a dark cat in front of him. He grinned and mewed, "hi there! I'm Co- umm, why can I see through you?" The cat suddenly swept forwards, his transparent amber eyes filled with cruelty. "Uh, what are you- woah!" The tom's screeh was cut of abruptly as his body fell to the ground.
He stood up, his bright blue eyes now a shade darker, like a murky river at night. His normally cheerful smile was no where to be found, and the corners of his mouth turned down. The expression was odd upon the normally enthusiastic young tom's face. He padded out, inspecting his claws. Ugh. Short and dull, practically useless. He checked his teeth in a puddle. Not bad, but definitely not good. Dang. The spirit had expected his cat to be a killer. He was from BloodClan, after all. But no, he was stuck with a tiny, weak, useless little kit. Oh well. He could make it work. He always did. He slipped into the shadows, waiting for another cat to appear. It was boring, just sitting around in a stranger's body with nothing to do.
He stood up, his bright blue eyes now a shade darker, like a murky river at night. His normally cheerful smile was no where to be found, and the corners of his mouth turned down. The expression was odd upon the normally enthusiastic young tom's face. He padded out, inspecting his claws. Ugh. Short and dull, practically useless. He checked his teeth in a puddle. Not bad, but definitely not good. Dang. The spirit had expected his cat to be a killer. He was from BloodClan, after all. But no, he was stuck with a tiny, weak, useless little kit. Oh well. He could make it work. He always did. He slipped into the shadows, waiting for another cat to appear. It was boring, just sitting around in a stranger's body with nothing to do.