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Post by Nightheart on May 30, 2011 16:38:13 GMT -6
Nightheart's expression turned dim. "W-What's wrong, Mossclaw?" She asked, a frightened expression on her face.
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Post by Lakshimi on May 30, 2011 20:17:30 GMT -6
Mossclaw flinched, she threw a warning glance at Nightheart "Its ok, I am fine" She said slow and loud. trying to get her point across. |
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Post by Windstorm on Jun 1, 2011 5:57:36 GMT -6
Windstorm noticed the tension and placed a bright grin on his face.
"Well, I'm starving! And Beechy won't let me eat anything until I go hunting! So let's go!"
He got up and stretched himself out.
He flexed his muscles, trying to make them less rusty.
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Post by Nightheart on Jun 1, 2011 15:33:30 GMT -6
Nightheart flattened her ears and shrunk backwards, her small form getting smaller. She let out a cry, and presses her head in so no one could see her face. She lets out another muffled yowl of distress, and goes limp.
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Post by Lakshimi on Jun 1, 2011 17:06:44 GMT -6
Mossclaw let out an exasperated sigh "Nightheart, dont be dramatic, its fine i just dont feel like talking about it" she rolled her eyes and stood, stretching out each leg in turn. shaking her head she agreed with windstorm 'Yeah lets get going" she took a few steps towards the camp entrance and looked back, to see if the others were coming
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Post by Nightheart on Jun 1, 2011 22:44:47 GMT -6
Nightheart snarled, then thought better of it. "Fine." She snapped. Did Mossclaw ALWAYS have to yowl at her?
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Post by moonripple on Jun 1, 2011 23:49:38 GMT -6
Moonripple padded right through the camp entrance then, stopping within about a tail-length of the warriors' den when she dropped her mouse into the fresh-kill pile. The silver bengal tabby she-cat just then noticed the other cats; a tortoiseshell-and-white one, a black one, and...Windstorm. She inwardly groaned at the sight of him, and her pale yellow eyes flickered briefly with exasperation.
"Planning on going hunting, any of you?" she asked conversationally; having heard the last snatch of conversation between the three just before she had come in. "You better hurry. It looks like it might rain...unless you like jumping about in puddles." She glanced up at the cloudy sky; the thickening veil of clouds the exact same shade of silver as her sleek pelt.
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Post by Nightheart on Jun 2, 2011 9:10:12 GMT -6
Nightheart flicked her tail to Moonripple. "Yes, we are going hunting."
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Post by Lakshimi on Jun 3, 2011 20:51:32 GMT -6
mosspaw shifted her weight from paw to paw "well wether youguys are coming or not I'm leaving now." mossclaw began to pad towards the camp entrance, her tail high but her thoughts dark. She kinda liked windstorm, but so did everybody else. Besides there were way prettier cats he could be with. All the cats who seemed to like him were exciting and had long boring story and obsessed over themselves all day. Mossclaw was just a cat. Nothing exciting ever happened to her.
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Stripepaw
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Post by Stripepaw on Jun 8, 2011 21:55:26 GMT -6
Nightheart flicked her tail, running after Mossclaw.
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Post by Windstorm on Jun 8, 2011 22:16:08 GMT -6
Windstorm's grin grew when he saw Moonripple pad into the warriors' den.
"Well, you of all cats should already know that I like splashing around in puddles!"
He told her with a humorous grin.
"You should come with us!"
He offered kindly.
He began to pad out of the warriors' den, not bothering to wait for Moonripple's reply.
He knew that she probably wouldn't anyway.
Though a small part of him guaranteed she would.... |
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