By Cauldron Pool (No Splashing!): Free RP

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Inkling

Hopeful Romantic
Knight of the Noble Order
Cauldron Pool is massive, stretching further than the natural eye can see; it is surrounded by stone sentinels, and the water itself constantly churns and roils. At the water's edge it is calmer, and patches of grass and clover, fit food for equines, dot the bank. The pool itself has been formed by a waterfall, all spray and noise, sending up a fine mist as it cascades down from the rocks above.

The pool itself is sapphire blue, broken only by crests of foamy white from the currents. On the summits of the rocks, pines grow, and closer to the ground, willows sway with the wind, sighing as they have for centuries. The cliffs create several natural caverns, where it would be possible to take shelter from the elements. From the prints which abound, a variety of creatures have done so; the pool serves as a gathering place, indicated by the traffic passing through at nearly all hours of the day.
 
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Mozart stared at her reflection in the water. She sighed, the image was as tiny as she was.
"Why couldn't I be normal sized like my sibblings?" she wondered aloud. Mozart kicked a pebble as big as her paw into the pool. The loud waterfall tried to deafen her, and even by yelling, her tiny voice would not have been heard.

Mozart came here often. She could pretend she was a tigeress here and no one would know. She would yell at the falls and pace angrily if someone had remarked about her small size. She would play here with her sister Dorthy and brothers Toto and Caspian if she was happy and if she was sad none would hear her cry.

Sighing she turned her eyes from her reflection and started back to her home in the woods.
 
~*Mozart*~

Mozart angrily turns to Nainran and says "Oh what do you want? Never mind I can guess. You as usual want to pester me. Well not this time boy I know a secret you don't!" she said and ran off torwards the woods.
 
~*Mozart*~

'So?' thought Mozart. "Uh excuse me mister lynx I believe you just ran over me!" Mozart had been tiny enough that when she sat still Nainran had run overtop of her. Of course she now ran off again towards the woods, now quite a way ahead of Nainran.
 
OOC: You cannot decide whether I run over you or not.
In Character: With a great leap Nainran jumps before Mozart and blocks her way.
 
OCC: in that cause you cannot block me successfully either. lol;):rolleyes:

IC: Mozart growled annoyedly and rolled her eyes at Nainran, then darted under him.

Mozart ran torwards the woods and entered them. She stopped thought a moment then meowed loudly. This was to tell her sibblings she was in trouble.
 
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"Fight! Fight!"
A hedgehog appeared out of nowhere and began to egg them on. She pounded a tiny fist on the ground.
"Come on! I want to see some action and blood, here!"

*Inkling blinks* Violent hedgehog! I'm going to ask if there's an IC reason why your hedgehog is itching for a fight. For that matter, why is the lynx going after the cat? They're not prey, since no Narnian would eat a talking beast...

Remember, the idea is to really get into the mindset of a Narnian. Think about how /your/ character would likely respond to what they see, hear, etc.

You've got a lot of 'splaining to do. *uses modly glare of doominess*
 
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~*Mozart*~

Mozart scowled and said "We aren't going to fight." she stated firmly, "My sibblings are coming and Nainran can't stand up to all of us." suddenly a group of cats apeared, or rather kittens. Eight of them to be exact, and Mozart was the ninth.

"No fighting," gasped a small golden haired kitten, "Nainran go away and leave Mozart alone." he said and the other kittens closed in on Nainran leaving only one way out; to go back the way he came.
 
The hedgehog glared at the mod.
"Who doesn't like a good fight? They're right good entertainment, don't ya know?"
She grinned evilly and twisted her whiskers with a paw.
"But I'm bored now. Anyone want to go get some food?"
 
~*Mozart*~

Mozart shrugged at the hedgehog and stated, "Actually we really should be getting back to Myrrh... Thank you anyway."

Mozart trotted off, a line of protective, kind sibblings envaloping her.
 
OCC: Aperently this thread isn't the most popular... or all the people who post here, 'cept me, are no longer avalible, please post soon or the thread shalt dieth.:p;)

And in the words of my classmates, 'Anyone alive out there?':D
 
~*Mozart*~

Mozart trotted deeper into the woods. Eventually most of her sibblings moved off, except for the three youngest.

'Will you ever learn to fight?' she thought, 'War is never far... You are still learning history but do you not know that much? That you must always be ready to fight?' she sighed 'I can fight... I just don't want to.' This fact had caused her much trouble and hardship in her early days, causing her older sibblings to always come to her rescue.

The tiny kitten sighed as she aproched her home. The ancient hollow was near the Great River, so that you could hear the water cakling on stones nearby.

Out of the hollow of earth emerged a cat, no less ancient then her home it seemed. She nodded to the young kits coming towards her, then darted back into the burrow, so it seemed she had never been.

Mozart's second-to-oldest sibblings, Faith, Hope and Charity came out of the woods, carrying non-talking game they had caught. As with most talking Narnian cats, they were noticbly larger than normal. Mozart's mother, Myrrh, was quite large for a cat and was tall and proud, as well as ancient.
This alone made Mozart seem very odd that, though she could talk, she was extremly small, even for a normal non-talking kitten of her age.

OOC: Decided to move on since no one else is posting.;)
 
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