Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27600777-20171011114740/@comment-32004538-20171015143435

Silver fumbled around in her den. She had woken up earlier but procrastinated and stayed curled up.

The silver she-cat stared blankly at her table, trying to remember what to do, before smacking herself. Food.

Silver stopped, ears pricking, as she heard movements outside. In a panic, she unsheathed her claws and ran out the door. "Stop right there, robb -"

A penguin turned, confused. "Uh, miss, I'm just delivering your mail here." She perked up. Jam-a-Grams were not a common thing for her. "So, if you just want I can hand them to you -"

"Yes!" In her excitement she blurted out the word, and she blushed. "Uh, sure."

The penguin rolled its eyes before handing the mail. "Have a good day." Turning around, he muttered, "Cats," before walking away. Silver sighed and went back inside.

She sat down at the table, pawing through the mail. JHQ, advertising...newspaper...She frowned as she came across one from the school she had used to go to. Opening it with a claw tearing through the top, she unfolded it and scanned the paper before tossing it over her shoulder. Something about a meet-up. She didn't like those things.

She didn't like revisting the past if she had shared it with Golden.

Silver stopped at the last. This envelope had fancy writing, and the envelope itself was white as a cloud. Turning it over, she saw a red seal. Her heart pounding in her chest, Siver slowly opened it, not wanting to tear such a beautiful thing. Inside read:

You are Cordinally Invited

to meet with the mistress in the Snowy Woods tomorrow.

We expect to see you there, Silver.

Sincerely, the Mistress

Silver squealed. She was actually invited somewhere! Normally she was that one animal that had no clue about the party, even though everyone else was invited. It was odd that the woman was called the Mistress, but odd or not, she'd take it! Silver wondered briefly if she should just leave stuff behind and then decided to pack. She didn't know how long she'd be staying, or if they'd provide her with things.

She raced back to her room, ready to get started.