A poem born of depressed boredom.
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The darkness always comes,
it's call to me so strong.
And when it does
I dance about,
for I know that I belong.
Poem, darkness
Doctor Sarah Lightpaw sighed to herself as she studied the sight before her. A human had somehow gone through the dimensional rift and had been almost literally dumped in her care. He'd been tranquilized immediately and transported to an observation...
Cat, Human, No-Yiff, change
Well, I'm not sure if what I'm using is public domain or copyrighted, but there's a little articulation/alliteration that my acting teacher taught my class a few years back...
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Alex Longfur gathered up his juggling clubs backstage a few minutes...
Ferret, Mantra