Post by meowbbi on Jan 29, 2023 17:11:14 GMT
If Mushroombug were any other cat, she would say she was nervous. But she NEVER gets nervous. The molly radiates confidence- nothing can shake her! Except for one cat. Her relationship with Boltclaw has always been one she cherished. He was someone she felt she could tell anything, and she trusted him entirely. She certainly had a soft spot for the blue tom, and cared deeply about what he thought. Mushroombug missed him. Perhaps they could continue to spend more time together after this, like old times.
They got into plenty of trouble (well, MUSHROOMBUG got into plenty of trouble) in the past.. Much had changed since those days. They had a new home now! Honestly, she was brimming with excitement at the prospect of new adventure every day. She had changed too. Mushroombug was older, though her playful spirit was just the same as before. Over time she had accumulated scars. Marks from battles of the past, or silly accidents as she was prone to. She had met new cats, seen new things, done crazy things… Anyway! It was about time for a classic adventure with this duo! And she wasn’t nervous.
And so, she sought out the warrior and asked him to join her on a walk. When was the last time they spent time together? Just them? It had been to long, she decided. A walk along the beach would be nice. Just.. talking. Maybe they’d run into something cool. Her paws buzzed with excitement at the thought. Their new territory hadn’t failed to surprise her yet! Bursting into a run, the red molly pelted over the sand with a mrrow of laughter. “Come on!” She called over her shoulder. Could he still keep up with her?
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They got into plenty of trouble (well, MUSHROOMBUG got into plenty of trouble) in the past.. Much had changed since those days. They had a new home now! Honestly, she was brimming with excitement at the prospect of new adventure every day. She had changed too. Mushroombug was older, though her playful spirit was just the same as before. Over time she had accumulated scars. Marks from battles of the past, or silly accidents as she was prone to. She had met new cats, seen new things, done crazy things… Anyway! It was about time for a classic adventure with this duo! And she wasn’t nervous.
And so, she sought out the warrior and asked him to join her on a walk. When was the last time they spent time together? Just them? It had been to long, she decided. A walk along the beach would be nice. Just.. talking. Maybe they’d run into something cool. Her paws buzzed with excitement at the thought. Their new territory hadn’t failed to surprise her yet! Bursting into a run, the red molly pelted over the sand with a mrrow of laughter. “Come on!” She called over her shoulder. Could he still keep up with her?
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word count: 290