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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 28, 2014 14:34:05 GMT -6
( For Stormfrost ) Silverpaw sat in the clearing of camp, seeing a familiar face and she tilted her head. "Ahh, Stormpaw its you, hello there," she greeted. The silver tabby gazed at the tom and curled her tail over her front paws, waiting for a reply of some sort. (Ugh Ill reply sooner or later, going to a place with no where to get internet) |
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 28, 2014 14:38:40 GMT -6
Stormpaw walked over to Silverpaw. "Hello yourself, Silverpaw," he said to her as he stopped and sat down next to Silverpaw. "How's it going?" The young tom asked with an ear tilted toward her with a smile.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 28, 2014 20:08:26 GMT -6
Silverpaw nodded as the other apprentice greeted back. The silver feline thought a moment at his question, then replied, "I guess everything's fine, having a boring day."
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 28, 2014 20:12:16 GMT -6
Stormpaw gave a tilt of his head. "Well that's not good. Have any training lately?" He asked, wondering how far in her training she was in.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 28, 2014 20:41:59 GMT -6
"Well battle training was last, hopefully my assessment is soon," she explained, wondering when it would be. "What about you?"
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 28, 2014 20:45:14 GMT -6
Stormpaw gave a sigh. "I've only done hunting training so far. I'm not sure when the next part of my training will come." He noticed this wasn't really a highlight thing to talk about so he stopped talking about it.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 28, 2014 20:50:36 GMT -6
"I might need more training still," she finished, wondering about another topic, seeming to read Stormpaw's mind.
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 28, 2014 20:52:20 GMT -6
He thought for a moment. "Would you like to grab a bite to eat from the fresh-kill pile?" Stormpaw suggested.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 28, 2014 20:54:41 GMT -6
"Sure, hey what's your favorite prey?" Silverpaw asked as she stood up, ready to bound off to the nice scented pile of prey.
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 29, 2014 7:56:21 GMT -6
Stormpaw rose to his paws before answering, "My favorite kind would have to be rabbit. What about you?"
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 29, 2014 14:34:06 GMT -6
"I like the voles," she replied back before walking to the fresh-kill. She pawed put a decent vole out and crouched down a few lengths away to eat.
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 30, 2014 19:11:21 GMT -6
Stormpaw decided not to eat too much in case he would have to train later and just picked out a smaller rabbit. He sat down and kept his front paws on it as he dug into it. The tom ripped parts out that were the juiciest and ate them, savoring the taste in his mouth.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 30, 2014 19:32:57 GMT -6
After she was finished, she stretched up and looked around the camp. "Well then, what now?"
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Post by Stormfrost on Jul 30, 2014 19:36:14 GMT -6
He gave a shrug. "No idea. Maybe we could go for a walk or maybe see if we could go out into the territory?" Stormpaw suggested and waited for her reply.
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Post by Silverwhisker on Jul 30, 2014 20:02:58 GMT -6
"Those are good ideas," she agreed, "I have been out on walks with other friends also."
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Frosty Storm
