Forgotten Voice

[Darth Happy]

A slim cat stretched itself in the Broken Down Barn, and peered at the dawn sun in the horizon. Yes, he was back. Dagger, his alter ego, was asleep once again. Now, it was Arrow's time to play. But what to do first? Eating would be out of the question. Sleep...Yes, his body was tired and he...zzz...wanted...zzz...sleep. Arrow curled up once more and dozed off. Of, course, now, he wouldn't now that in just a few minutes, he'd be rudely awakened, so it would be pointless to catch those few Zz's anyway.

[starfur]

Alex walked silently by the sleeping cat. Her dreams had woken her up and now she was hungry. She looked to the dawnsky its color making her white tortoiseshell fur a tinged red, and the looked to the strange cat for a few moments before stopping in a warm hay pile. She collapsed down into the hay. Alex looked over to see her fur soaked in blood. "I must have cut it on a rusty nail." she thought and licked at the wound trying to clean it.