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Sweetiepaw pranced up and down the trails, she had been doing this for a while slowly forming a path in the grass. It appeared her goal was to create a trail in the wild flowers so cats could more easily walked. However the moment she finished a strong gust of wind came in destroying all of her hard earned work. The wind only swept the wildflowers back up to standing tall instead of flattened.
"Ohh," Sweetiepaw whined for a moment. Right before she began to do it all over again even though it clearly wasn't ever going to form a trail. Either she believed this could work or was to naive to see this was never going to happen.
Post by Honeystorm on Nov 16, 2019 23:35:38 GMT -5
Ianius wandered without much direction, a rather grouchy expression that was usual for him on his face. All the same, he had been following behind, clipping a few of the flowers so as to make the path a touch more distinct. As they swayed, it was almost indiscernible, but when they paused, a thin, barely visible trail remained. He stopped at Sweetiepaw's comment, blinking at his aunt as his head lifted to the she-cat who hadn't quite noticed him yet.
"IANIUS!" She called with delight, "Ianius it's so good to see you, pretty please help me with these flowers? They just won't stay down and we need to have a path!"
Post by Honeystorm on Nov 30, 2019 20:53:00 GMT -5
Sighing heavily under his breath, the tom turned round to face Sweetiepaw, his expression sour as per usual. "What's the point of this path anyway?" He didn't usually mean to sound snappy, as his family knew. Lack of sleep made it hard to sound anything but, however, and he did hope they'd learned not to take it as harshly as it sounded.
"Sooo," She began as if about to dive into an explanation and then paused, "um... Soooo," She began again before trying to think about how she even got herself into this, "So we can be happy and freely walk around in the fields?" She asked more than said with an apologetic please-don't-be-mad-at-me expression to Ianius.
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 14, 2019 22:57:18 GMT -5
"I suppose." He pinched at the area between his nose, feeling the urge to help despite being caught out. "Alright, we should get to work. It's going to be hard enough to create as is, let alone maintain. We'll have to cut down or move all the plants for the path."
