Diligent white paws carried the blind feline out of her den and into the clearing. For once, she had no longer to take care of all the injured and wounded. Unseeing eyes drifted to a couple of voices nearby in the clearing. "Must be nice to be able to roam freely." She commented softly after a moment under her breath, voice wavering ever-so-slightly. Cinder was speaking to herself as usual - she had no one else to speak her woes to. She was sick of it. Sick of being afraid, sick of constantly being on edge, sick of being blind. And there was nothing she could do about it.
[ owo I missed this place randomly LOL ]
Cinder:
Diligent white paws carried the blind feline out of her den and into the clearing. For once, she had no longer to take care of all the injured and wounded. Unseeing eyes drifted to a couple of voices nearby in the clearing. "Must be nice to be able to roam freely." She commented softly after a moment under her breath, voice wavering ever-so-slightly. Cinder was speaking to herself as usual - she had no one else to speak her woes to. She was sick of it. Sick of being afraid, sick of constantly being on edge, sick of being blind. And there was nothing she could do about it.