Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26879954-20160611025416/@comment-28004325-20160725041926

"Oooh well now lets see how did I die?" Drawled Sparrow in his oh-looks-like-a-good-time-for-me-to-tell-a-long-dramatic-story-with-me-as-the-hero manner. "Well lets see now, long time ago that was yesserie, a long time, It was during that long cold winter I reckon, yup cold days those were, so cold that you had to have mighty strong teeth to break any piece of frozen prey off the fresh kill pile. Er not that there was much of a kill pile. Yup, hard times those were, hard times, not a bird, mouse, or even a beetle in sight. All frozen to the floor of there homes I'd reckon hehheh. But back to me, yes even as a senior tribs cat I was quite a hansome feller back then, in that cold cold winter in fact, I still am if I do say so myself" Sparow gave his ragged star speckled pelt a few good licks "Oh and dont yo a go a thinkin I was all good looks and no brians now, I was, and am, of course a noble tribs cat. I was a brave tribs cat to. Yup there was never any braver. So I the brave, noble tribs cat a go and see the fresh kill pile is empty, and you know what I do? I go straight to that stoneteller and I tell her I is going hunting and I wont coe back untill I have some food. Of course at this point all the beautiful she cats are now crying, no begging me to stay, they say its to dangerous and that I souldent risk my self so. But do I listen to em? NEVER! I tells them I gots a tribe to feed. And they weep and cry, but I tell em "it has to be done!". So off I go, Yep off into them proud cold mountains off the tribe cats, off and away from all them beautiful shecats, off to bring home food! Through the freezin icy lumps of snow I galloped!" Sparrows eyes wandered off into the distance as he spoke. "Quick as an eagle I spotted one of the largest hawks I had eva seen before." he continued "Yesserie this bird brain was huge! Now at the sight of this, most cats woulda run and hid. But me? NEVER! I looked at that big ol' bird and I thinks of my tribe, and I leap!" Sparrow paused dramaticaly "and I catch the bird in mid air. and then I restle it to the ground and he claws me good but I claw him back! Yes I do! After I fight him for a long time, the Bird started loosing his strength. But not me! I take it as an oppertunity and I make the killing blow! Yes I do!" Sparrow made an example swipe with one of his front paws "Then I grabed the big fella by the scruff and by myself I drag him all the way back to camp!" continued Sparrow "and I take that Big bird straight to the queens in the nursary, but it turns out that hes so big, that every body gets a bite of 'im! And the she cats they all shower me with prais n tell me I'm wonderful..." At this point sparrow, apparently having forgoten he was supposed to be telling the story of his death, got a fuzzy far away look in his eyes and began wandering off.

(wow, that was long :P, anyway Ragged, who obviously has had way to much sugar and is up way to late, is signing off for the night now :P )