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Post by Sparrowfur on Nov 25, 2010 20:12:50 GMT -6
Sparrowfur sat at the entrance to her leader's den. She really had no reason for being here, other than that she hadn't talked to Darkstar for a long time. Sparrowfur sat, thinking of a reason to be here.
Peering into the den, Sparrowfur could not tell if Darkstar was there or not. If she was, seeing Sparrowfur sitting there probably wouldn't excite the leader. So thinking quickly, Sparrowfur decided to go stealthy and snee inside.
Walking quietly and staying to the darkest spots, Sparrowfur made her way deeper int othe leader's den, trying to be totally silent, just to see if her leader was home.
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Post by Darkstar on Nov 25, 2010 21:24:18 GMT -6
"Knock knock," Darkstar muttered under her breath when the Queen walked in. "What is it you want, Sparrowfur? I have to take care of the obnoxious kits that you aren't teaching patience to."
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Post by Sparrowfur on Nov 26, 2010 9:10:46 GMT -6
Sparrowfur stopped in her tracks. How had Darkstar known she was here? She must have been watching her from the start. Sparrowfur looked down at her paws as Darkstar insulted her. "You try to train the kits yourself. They're harder to train than you think." She said back smartly.
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Post by Darkstar on Nov 26, 2010 9:18:04 GMT -6
"You have to train the kits, I have to train the whole clan. Whose job do you believe is harder, Sparrowfur?"
Lashing her tail back and forth, she let her icy blue eyes settle on Sparrowfur, he voice giving little room to budge.
"What is it you want, Queen?"
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Post by Sparrowfur on Nov 26, 2010 9:37:34 GMT -6
Sparrowfur sat down. Huh. She had totally forgoten her reason for coming, if she had one. "Well," SParrowfur began. She tried to buy time by asking a simple question. SHe knew it would set Darkstar off, but she could try anyways. "Why are you in such a bad mood all the time?" She said, cocking her head to the side.
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Post by Darkstar on Nov 26, 2010 10:08:02 GMT -6
"Because their are imbeciles in the clan who seem to think bothering me is a great pastime," Darkstar snarled. Who Sparrowfur inferred the imbeciles were was not her problem, nor would she specify herself.
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Post by Sparkshine on Nov 26, 2010 19:00:26 GMT -6
Sparkshine padded into the den and mewed, "Darkstar, four more of FireClan's kits have turned rogue"
Her usually sleek orange pelt was ruffled and had feathers in it from cleaning the nursery
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Post by Sparrowfur on Nov 27, 2010 18:59:03 GMT -6
Sparrowfur looked at Sparkshine. "That is sad to hear..." Sparrowfur said sadly, for she really ment it. "To me, Fireclan is my home forever. I would never leave, even if Darkstar sent me away." She said, eyeing Darkstar playfully. "I see you have been working hard cleaning the nursery, Sparky." Sprrowfur mewed, pulling a feather out of her orange pelt. "Thanks!"
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Post by Sparkshine on Nov 27, 2010 20:54:50 GMT -6
She laughed, "Well I tried to but was ambushed by the kits! They were playing with pigeon feathers and I guess some of them got stuck in my pelt!"
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Post by Shiningsun on Nov 27, 2010 21:05:52 GMT -6
Redfoot~
The she-cat walked in with Sparkshine and groaned. "Why does every cat want to be a flea ridden rogue?"
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Post by Sparkshine on Nov 28, 2010 11:55:17 GMT -6
She laughed, "I have no clue! Who wouldn't want to be in FireClan? Everyone is nice and you can be a warrior!"
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Post by Redfoot on Nov 28, 2010 15:49:35 GMT -6
"Nice? Eh?" she said, looking at Darkstar.
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Post by Firelight on Dec 5, 2010 20:44:02 GMT -6
(OOC:OH NOES,DARKSTAR, HALF THE CLAN IS INVADING YOUR DEN.. .FT. )
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Post by Redfoot on Dec 6, 2010 17:22:19 GMT -6
(Sorry, I was bored. Leaving. I hate how everyone's in my den, on the sites where I'm leader) Redfoot trotted out of Darkstar's den. "See you later." she called over her shoulder.
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Post by Sparkshine on Dec 6, 2010 18:23:34 GMT -6
She padded out for a moment then mewed more quietly, her head bent "F-frostpaw and Yelloweye left, they wanted to be, mates. They are now Frost and Flame" She murmured, scuffling her paws in the dirt
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