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The tomcat swayed on his paws, the sun in his eyes, making him squint. A sense of desperation burned in his paws and closed his throat; he was choking, spluttering, gasping for air in his senseless fear.
Laugh it all off in your face
And then the logic came, and he almost preferred the dying, becuase the words were biting and sharp and filled him with something akin to insanity. He wanted to tip his head back, let loose the laugh that threatened to break out, but he couldn't because he was still choking.
What would you do? (Oh, oh)
And then there was ai
by ~ConspiritorialKitten
Severance Part FourWhen morning came, the storm had abated, leaving an eerie mist in its place. The fog was thick, like the weird-smelling mist back at home, but had none of the sickly-sweet smell. It obscured entire bushes and draped a cloak around the sounds of the world. Flintstar lifted himself to his paws. He saw that Stormpaw had fallen asleep again, her head pressed to the floor with a paw covering her left ear; the other paw had fallen to the ground beside her head. He prodded her roughly with his paw. "Get up," he snapped irritably. His stomach growled with hunger and his throat was terribly dry, shortening his already minute teSeverance Part Four
by ~ConspiritorialKitten
Severance Part ThreeStormpaw woke to mayhem raging around her. The bush they took shelter under was tossing back and forth violently; branches smacked at the cat's face, and rain poured through the gaps in torrents. She felt rather than saw Flintstar a pawstep away; the night was so black she couldn't see anything. "What's going on?" Stormpaw yelled, her eyes wide with fear. In the desert, it didn't rain much, and even when it did, never before had it poured this hard. The worst storm the apprentice had ever seen was a sand storm. Flintstar shrugged, then puffed out that he didn't know. Stormpaw felt herself inching through the gloom towaSeverance Part Three
by ~ConspiritorialKitten
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"For 'no one leaves the building,' alot of people are leaving the building."
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