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| This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: Splashy Date: November 9, 2012, 11:16 am | |
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| [center][font=trebuchet ms]Reedpaw nibbled on the leaves of the | |
| catnip Stallionpaw had found stashed away in the medicine cat's | |
| den, only meaning to have a few bites, but taking more and more. | |
| The next thing she knew, she couldn't see straight, and kept | |
| stumbling around. Her words slurred, and a slight fog blurred | |
| her vision. She smiled at Stallionpaw crazily, quite high on the | |
| catnip.[/font][/center] | |
| #Post#: 4410-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: November 11, 2012, 8:39 pm | |
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| [font=times new roman](Sorry for the late reply!) | |
| Blurred eyes, a crazy grin, clumsy steps, loud and awkward | |
| giggles. All the effects of catnip were on Stallionpaw, who had | |
| been stuffing himself with the delicious herb alongside | |
| Reedpaw.[/font] | |
| #Post#: 4448-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: Splashy Date: November 12, 2012, 8:48 am | |
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| [center]"You sound weird," hiccupped Reedpaw as she stumbled in | |
| circles, giggles of glee escaping her throat. Finally, she | |
| collapsed, her paws shuffling the air, her laughter louder than | |
| normal.[/center] | |
| #Post#: 4462-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: November 12, 2012, 9:30 am | |
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| [font=times new roman]"Me?? Get a load of yourself!" Stallionpaw | |
| giggled in an awkward, high-pitch tone. He wobbled around, | |
| tripping over his long, thin legs. Finally the tom started to | |
| travel around to where Reedpaw lay on the ground... | |
| Fade in...[/font] | |
| #Post#: 4468-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: Splashy Date: November 12, 2012, 10:01 am | |
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| [center]Fade Out | |
| Reedpaw giggled as Stallionpaw rolled away from her. "That was | |
| fun!" she squealed, rolling around in the grass. She came to a | |
| stop and looked over at the chocolate tom, her worry overcoming | |
| the catnip for a few seconds. "What if I end up pregnant?" she | |
| whispered. She hiccupped, the catnip taking over once more and | |
| the question instantly forgotten.[/center] | |
| #Post#: 4495-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: November 12, 2012, 2:48 pm | |
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| [font=times new roman]Stallionpaw stopped for the moment she | |
| spoke the question full of worry, but started to laugh like a | |
| maniac as she let out a squeaky hiccup. His bright green eyes | |
| let the black marble, or pupil, roll around, shaping into what | |
| you'd call cross-eyed. He stuck his tongue out and blew a | |
| raspberry before switching his expression back to a joyful | |
| smile. "Weeeee!!" He giggled before hiccuping.[/font] | |
| #Post#: 4498-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: Splashy Date: November 12, 2012, 3:00 pm | |
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| [center]Reedpaw giggled crazily, stumbled, and lay sprawled on | |
| the ground, where she began a mixture of hiccups and | |
| giggling.[/center] | |
| #Post#: 4501-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: November 12, 2012, 4:19 pm | |
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| [font=times new roman]As Reedpaw lay on the ground, Stallionpaw, | |
| once again, padded over to the black and white she-cat. He made | |
| her roll over a bit with a soft nudge from his front paw... | |
| Fade in....Again...Yuck...[/font] | |
| #Post#: 4606-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: Splashy Date: November 13, 2012, 2:54 pm | |
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| [center]OOC; I know, right? Fade Out | |
| IC; Reedpaw purred happily as, once more, Stallionpaw rolled | |
| away from her. She didn't act as crazy, as the effects from the | |
| catnip were starting to fade. Sadly, they didn't last long, and | |
| she wondered if that was why some cats took it so much, so that | |
| they could always experience such a rush, and have fun. She | |
| still stumbled slightly, and gave a few squeals and giggles, but | |
| she was starting to gain composure.[/center] | |
| #Post#: 4608-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: This is Wrong, But I'm Not About to Stop [p. dawny] | |
| By: dawnfire111 Date: November 13, 2012, 4:09 pm | |
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| [font=times new roman]Stallionpaw purred, stretching out his | |
| front legs, causing him to slide his belly onto the ground with | |
| his legs sprawled out. He hiccuped a couple times before rolling | |
| over onto his back with his sleek underbelly showing. Blinking, | |
| the solid tom clumsily sat up, the blur starting to fade from | |
| his bright green eyes.[/font] | |
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