THE LIAR AND THE HONEST | open
Oct 25, 2014 10:29:40 GMT -5
Post by lethal on Oct 25, 2014 10:29:40 GMT -5
Magnolia had enough with those people, they were loud and obnoxious. Since she had already snapped at several felines for approaching her or looking at her, her voice was sore and needed a rest. Looking behind her warily to watch if she was followed, she found an isolated part of a meadow and rolled on her back before letting the wonderful smell of flowers comfort her. Long ago she had been a part of another group, and she had been their healer. That was, until humans invaded and caught all of her friends and family. She never trusted anyone since that incident eight moons ago. The gray persian had tried to avoid everyone, attempting to reserve herself and block others out. She wouldn't have joined if it weren't for her aggravating arthritis which prevented her from being able to hunt. Herbs were her only escape from the cruel and social world.
The dark gray figure managed to stand up and pick a couple of flowers she believed to be lambs ear and marigold, and trotted slowly to the rock she had found to store her findings. Magnolia stuffed the herbs carefully into the rock and quickly retreated back to the meadow to relax in the soft grass. Hopefully no one had the idiocy to come across her.
The dark gray figure managed to stand up and pick a couple of flowers she believed to be lambs ear and marigold, and trotted slowly to the rock she had found to store her findings. Magnolia stuffed the herbs carefully into the rock and quickly retreated back to the meadow to relax in the soft grass. Hopefully no one had the idiocy to come across her.
