"Shayde!" The white she cat called, louder. She stood up, her tail out staring at her daughter.
Shayde looked back at her, her jaws parted. All she wanted to do was run and and she ran leaping across the black path, across the cars. A smile lit across the white she cat's face as she watched her daughter run towards her. Shayde claws flashed out and suddenly she was on top of the she cat on the other side of the wall. White fluff flew around her as she ripped at the she cat below her, tears running from her eyes,
"You left me!" She wailed, her claws tearing through blood. The white she cat went limp beneath her as blood ran from he
Dapple leaped onwards her paws stumbling in her desperation to move forwards. She was going towards and away from the place she wanted to be in. Behind her lay two cats she loved dearly, as well as the fox she might as well call her daughter. She had hurt her so much recently, and to top it off, she was leaving. Pain wrenched her heart. Behind her was heartache, a mess of feelings. I thought this was supposed to be my new life she thought. But I've screwed it up worse than my old life She frowned. Everything hurt so bad Ebony Crag Thorn. She had to forget about them, at least for now. But she swallowed and leap
The black she cat bounded from the place she called home. She swallowed, following the river. Life flashed passed her as her claws dug into the ground as she landed ungracefully after every bound. Her black heart as racing so fast it was making her paws ache already. Her mind was flashing with memories. Could it be possible? Could there be a cat she longed to see and kill ahead of her. Her jaws parted, revealing sharp white teeth.
She had reached the edge of a waterfall already. She swallowed, gritted her teeth and leaped down the rock to the side of it. Her claws dug in, and ripped her black pads but she clung on hard, staring at the ground
My love...are you up there by Kiyashi-Inari, literature
Literature
My love...are you up there
The she cat leaped gracefully onto the rock above the lake's shimmering surface. The moon, now high in teh sky, cast its ray across the water, glazing it with a pearly-white glow. Instead of looking down at her reflection, teh she cat looked up to the heavens, at the white stars dotted amoung the shadowy grey sky, bright enough to rival the she cats own pelt.
She didn't mean to, neither did she really want to, but she found herself speaking into teh night, to who, she did not know...
"These...er...clan cats talk of a 'starclan' thing. Apparently, dead cats live there," she muttered with a shiver, "Well, your not a clan cat, and i can't say
Pain flashed on her side and she screeched in pain and sorrow; in desperation. Horror flooded her brain as he paws ran for her. She dived into a hole in one of the broken buildings, panting heavily, and collapsed onto her side.
"Aww sweetheart!" the voice hissed, and a paw became visible. A paw with long, sharp claws that moved, trying to find her flesh. She avoided it skilfully. There was no point in trying to attack it. He would only attack her again later She gasped, pain striking down her body. But this time, it wasn't a physical pain. "Come on sweety, don't play hard to get " The tom cat growled. She turned, shuffling fur
Look at the trees, the red, the gold, mirroring the sun, look at them all around the clearing; the one moment of true peace, in a world spinning around us all, falling away as fast as it comes at us. Look at the shadows, dappled on the ground; they're moving, even though the leaves aren't. It's eerie, yet so so beautiful. People say that beauty comes in the smallest ways, hitting you for only a moment. I never believed it, if I'm honest, until this very... second.
Kneeling here, standing here, lying here is all I want to do. Being here is where I want to be. Breathe. And breathe in the scents of life, of truly living. The smel
"Shayde!" The white she cat called, louder. She stood up, her tail out staring at her daughter.
Shayde looked back at her, her jaws parted. All she wanted to do was run and and she ran leaping across the black path, across the cars. A smile lit across the white she cat's face as she watched her daughter run towards her. Shayde claws flashed out and suddenly she was on top of the she cat on the other side of the wall. White fluff flew around her as she ripped at the she cat below her, tears running from her eyes,
"You left me!" She wailed, her claws tearing through blood. The white she cat went limp beneath her as blood ran from he
Dapple leaped onwards her paws stumbling in her desperation to move forwards. She was going towards and away from the place she wanted to be in. Behind her lay two cats she loved dearly, as well as the fox she might as well call her daughter. She had hurt her so much recently, and to top it off, she was leaving. Pain wrenched her heart. Behind her was heartache, a mess of feelings. I thought this was supposed to be my new life she thought. But I've screwed it up worse than my old life She frowned. Everything hurt so bad Ebony Crag Thorn. She had to forget about them, at least for now. But she swallowed and leap
The black she cat bounded from the place she called home. She swallowed, following the river. Life flashed passed her as her claws dug into the ground as she landed ungracefully after every bound. Her black heart as racing so fast it was making her paws ache already. Her mind was flashing with memories. Could it be possible? Could there be a cat she longed to see and kill ahead of her. Her jaws parted, revealing sharp white teeth.
She had reached the edge of a waterfall already. She swallowed, gritted her teeth and leaped down the rock to the side of it. Her claws dug in, and ripped her black pads but she clung on hard, staring at the ground
My love...are you up there by Kiyashi-Inari, literature
Literature
My love...are you up there
The she cat leaped gracefully onto the rock above the lake's shimmering surface. The moon, now high in teh sky, cast its ray across the water, glazing it with a pearly-white glow. Instead of looking down at her reflection, teh she cat looked up to the heavens, at the white stars dotted amoung the shadowy grey sky, bright enough to rival the she cats own pelt.
She didn't mean to, neither did she really want to, but she found herself speaking into teh night, to who, she did not know...
"These...er...clan cats talk of a 'starclan' thing. Apparently, dead cats live there," she muttered with a shiver, "Well, your not a clan cat, and i can't say
Pain flashed on her side and she screeched in pain and sorrow; in desperation. Horror flooded her brain as he paws ran for her. She dived into a hole in one of the broken buildings, panting heavily, and collapsed onto her side.
"Aww sweetheart!" the voice hissed, and a paw became visible. A paw with long, sharp claws that moved, trying to find her flesh. She avoided it skilfully. There was no point in trying to attack it. He would only attack her again later She gasped, pain striking down her body. But this time, it wasn't a physical pain. "Come on sweety, don't play hard to get " The tom cat growled. She turned, shuffling fur
Look at the trees, the red, the gold, mirroring the sun, look at them all around the clearing; the one moment of true peace, in a world spinning around us all, falling away as fast as it comes at us. Look at the shadows, dappled on the ground; they're moving, even though the leaves aren't. It's eerie, yet so so beautiful. People say that beauty comes in the smallest ways, hitting you for only a moment. I never believed it, if I'm honest, until this very... second.
Kneeling here, standing here, lying here is all I want to do. Being here is where I want to be. Breathe. And breathe in the scents of life, of truly living. The smel
Um...i dunno (WAIT WHY DID I TELL YOU MY AGE?!? Ignore.)I really want to be good at photography and drawing. i really envy those people who can doodle in class and make an amazing picture. I do want to draw people but I'm so bad at them i just stick to animals. because i used to work in a vets (and sometimes still do) i know the anatomy of animals better than humans! Despite the fact i am a human (probably, i'm mad enough for it to be debateable). i just need to be able to get the anatomy onto paper. being an artist would be nice for me to do part time, but i would never want to do it for a true career, let alone art school (plus it is sooooooooo expensive). Nah i wanna work my way around the world and not be stuck in London :(. Anyway as you can imagine, I'm ambitious and hard working but can't be bothered with school because i know i can do so much better at learning when i choose to learn. Thats about it :)
Favourite Visual Artist
i don't have one
Favourite Movies
Cemetery Junction <3 good British film
Favourite TV Shows
Beaver Falls <3 Good British drama
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
well I'm listening to Nickelback atm...<3
Favourite Books
Dare i say it 'To Kill A Mockingbird'...what it got me hooked!
i know, i probably shouldn't think, but i've had nothing better to do in my 'condition'.
So, i drew a picture of Jack in Lord of The Flies (its in my gallery if you haven't seen it) and it just makes me wonder about how different perspectives are of characters, whether we read about them, hear about them, or even watch them on T.V.
But what i didn't realize is that when we watch an actor play out the character our views can change, based on even superficial things.
I has this happen when i read Eclipse (don't bother reading it, it sucks....oops too late everyone already has XD).. The character of Jacob, man i hated that fucking lying cheat
So, sorry for the inactivness, but nature has hit me with two cruel...ah...conditions, one is the flu, and one is...um...women problems XD. Actually, its not funny spending the night throwing up and the day in bed watching shitty shows on 4od, bbc iplayer n stuff. And its the first snow and i cant get out to photograph!!!
Just pisses me off. I've just started to go back to the gym and work hard and do all my millions of hobbies and actually start to feel....like...theres...a reason....i guess....an life kicks me in the nuts (well...if i had any)
I've been working on a cityside photos project, and exploring photo manipulation now i've found