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Post by Mossheart on Aug 2, 2012 21:14:32 GMT -6
Mosspaw stopped listening to Honeyfang for a moment to listen to Nightshade's announcement in horror. Suddenly she realized that they would have left behind a warrior, not their leader! That would have been too suspicious "No she's not!" she mewed.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 2, 2012 21:18:50 GMT -6
"Are you sure she isn't kidnapping more kits." Honeyfang said calmly. She looked up at the Tom. Why should we even be talking to the Fireclan cats.
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Post by Sandleaf on Aug 2, 2012 21:20:14 GMT -6
Sandleaf's eyes widened as the black tom reaking of FireClan came into the shared clearing, recignizing him as Nightshade. He was like Darkstar's little minion, and obviously the mouse-brain liked it.
His news startled her, though. Rushing over to him, she jumped over several random cats, landing on all four paws infront of him, tears streaming out of her eyes, though she was angered to the breaking point. "You put my daughter in a hole and I will personally kill rip your throat out and leave it for the crows." she growled, her fur as peffed out as ever.
As for the herbs, she could care less. They would grow back. "Give her back. As for Darkstar, she's insane. What on earth does she plan to do with them!?" she asked franticly, her eyes wild, unsheething her claws. I don't want to attack... Don't loose yourself!
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Post by Rushingheart on Aug 2, 2012 21:30:56 GMT -6
Rushingheart heard what Honeyfang said and murmured, "Hates me again when I tryed to be nice.... what a moused brain" he looked to the floor and walked away sadly to Anemonelight.
[[@honeyfang well you the one who asked me before about Hornetpaw... jeez -insertverycolorfulwordhere-]]
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Post by Nightshade on Aug 2, 2012 21:35:26 GMT -6
Nightshade watched, his mildly bored expression changing to a relatively amused expression. The cats reactions were interesting, but a few called for a response. The Rockclan Queen's reaction was perhaps by the far the best though. Save that for last though. He loved it when they got emotional. First though, to reply to the golden brown Rockclan warrior that made the comment. Are you sure she isn't kidnapping more kits. "Well, I don't think we could really fit anymore kits. Plus, it's no fun when we already know how easy it is." A Rockclan apprentice also made a comment, but as Nightshade lacked a witty response to it he decided to pretend it never happened. He hated when he had no witty response. Now, time for the best response. He reached out to Sandleaf, patting her on the head with one paw. He had seen Twolegs do it to their young, so why not. Seemed suitably sarcastic. You put my daughter in a hole and I will personally kill rip your throat out and leave it for the crows. "Oh, don't worry Poofy. The kit won't be hurt in a way that is too permanent." He then decided to respond to her second comment and question. Give her back. As for Darkstar, she's insane. What on earth does she plan to do with them!? "Silly Poofy, if I revealed The Plan, it wouldn't be a surprise." "Everyone loves surprises!"
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Post by Mossheart on Aug 2, 2012 21:41:21 GMT -6
Mosspaw glared in anger at Nightshade "The reason you stole the kits in the first place was because you were so jealous of Rockclan that you took a Rockclan kit so Fireclan could have some Rockclan talent too!" her tail flicked as she realized that she was currently unaware of the other kit had been stolen... it was probably from a different clan.
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Post by Snakefang on Aug 2, 2012 21:49:11 GMT -6
I walked into the clearing, looking at the warriors. "Calm down. The last thing we need is a battle at a gathering. Now, lets stop arguing and actually share some news thats worth-while, right? We come to the gathering to share news, not to box each others ears off," I sighed as I went to go sit with the other medicine cats, my tail swishing in frustrastion.
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Post by Sandleaf on Aug 2, 2012 21:49:40 GMT -6
Sandleaf's flattened in horror at his responce to Honeyfang, her fur staying puffed out to its ends. "You sick fox-hearts," she growled, lashing her tail twice. FireClan was sick. Nightshade was sick. It was making her sick. She looked back as Mosspaw, flicking her tail. She had to speak here.
Flicking her tail, the young queen dug her claws into the ground, listening as he spoke. "T-too permenant?! She'll be scarred for life! I have half a mind to attack you right now." she yowled, anger firing in her eyes. "And my name's not 'Poofy!' It's Sandleaf." she growled, her lips drawn back in a snarl.
"Suprises? Suprises!? You FireClanners really are sick! Why the heck would you find this entertaining?!" she growled, wriggling her haunches and crouching. "I want Hazelkit back! She doesn't belong to you snake-hearts and I won't let you put her in a hole!"
Instantly, she lept at him, forgetting there was a truce. Her daughter could be killed, and she had no choice to just sit back and watch. Aiming several blows at him, lighting lit up the sky and she noticed clouds to beginning to cover the moon. She still didn't care.
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Post by Blazeheart on Aug 2, 2012 21:49:48 GMT -6
Blazepaw looked around, a smile growing on his face. This apprentice was a trickster, also pretty stupid sometimes. Smart cats can be stupid ya know. Blazepaw almost laughed as he fell on his face with an overly dramatic yowl of "Mousedung!" His tail flicked as he stood back up, face growing hot. YOLO
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Post by Dapplecloud on Aug 2, 2012 21:55:55 GMT -6
My eyes widen as lightning lights up the sky. I look over in horror at Sandleaf, attacking the FireClan warrior not viciously, but it sure didn't look like they were play-fighting! I start walking toward Sandleaf and the FireClan warrior when I crashed into something I hadn't noticed before. It was another apprentice, with a ginger-and-white pelt. He had been lying on his face on the ground, then stood up, right in front of where I was standing. "Oops. Sorry!" I mumble.
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Post by Mossheart on Aug 2, 2012 21:56:16 GMT -6
Mosspaw was shocked, staring at Sandleaf in confusion /she was a queen and she would have never have dared to attack a cat when there was a truce!/ Mosspaw expected it to rain any second and her plan was to try to get Sandleaf to calm down "Sandleaf!" she yowled "I know your angry but this might trigger all of Fireclan to attack us! We don't need another war!"
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Post by Blazeheart on Aug 2, 2012 22:01:56 GMT -6
Okay, maybe he just doesn't want to fight. Mainly because his mentor is to busy getting high to teach Blazepaw anything good. He needs to go with her sometime and get some nip, his old house folk fed it to him allll the time. It's rather addicting, even though he only had little amounts at a time. It was still enough to make him addicted. He wasn't like this "Leopardripple" he heard of. He heard a voice 'Whats up?" he said, completley ignoring her. His gaze was searching around, looking for Swiftpaw. Again, to be precise.
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Post by Nightshade on Aug 2, 2012 22:05:18 GMT -6
Nightshade listened the apprentice of Rockclan. "Well if we stole the kit to get some Rockclan talent, I suppose we should keep the kit." "We can consider it a trade. You took Hawktalon, and made him leader, and we'll keep the kit!" He said this with no small amount of spite. Then some Rockclan med cat walked in. Not gonna bother. He then turned back to 'Poofy', the Rockclan queen, just in time to receive some slashes. One cut his ear a bit, not too much though it might not fully heal, while the other left a stinging cut in his cheek. He looked slightly angry for a moment, before regaining composure. "Well, it seems Poofy doesn't like me very much. Oh well. I must get going." "I really would hate to overstay my welcome, it being so nice and positive as it was." Nightshade turned around to quickly leave, but first heard some cat yell out.
Mousedung He looked for a split second at them confused, before actually leaving, quickly sprinting towards Fireclan. He quickly yowled a short comment back as he ran. "I'll say hello to the kit for ya Poofy!"
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Post by Littlepool on Aug 2, 2012 22:06:04 GMT -6
She sighed. "And thus the egg has finally cracked." Her tail lashed in annoyance.
"Sandleaf, calm your claws! Jeez your acting like a temper-mental apprentice! You sure don't know how to keep emotions in tact." She dug her claws into the ground. Her eyes narrowed and her ears twitched.
"Sandleaf if they really were going to harm Hazelkit, they'd of done something at this point. Their trying to get something out of us, why would they kill them? That would be just plain pointless. Now cool your jets rage and calm the heck down. Your lashing out worse then a whining kit." She sighed once more. So much for a quiet night.
"You're way to tense about this RockClanner. Try keeping cool for a while and wait for your Clan to do something about it. Yelling at a gathering is only stirring unnecessary emotions." She flicked her tail and sat away from the angry queen. She sighed for a third time and gazed across the crowd.
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Post by Sandleaf on Aug 2, 2012 22:24:23 GMT -6
Sandleaf heard other's yelling at her, but she didn't finnish her asult until she had gotten him on the ear and cheek. As he ran out of the clearing, his words shook her, making her screech in anger.
"You lay one claw on my daughter and it will be the end of you!" she yowled, tears flowing rapidly down her cheeks. As he left her sight, a loud crach of thunder roared, and she fell to the ground, crying, her claws digging into the ground. As Littlepool adressed her, she looked back up, her eyes full of nothing but sadness.
"I-I'm sorry." Her voice quivered as she tried to speak, making it sound more like quick snip-its of the words. "You had a kit stolen too." she reminded, knowing that it was her who's kit was stolen.
"You would have done the same thing. If... if your clan didn't even plan to do anything for moons." she meowed, getting shakily to her paws and padding back to sit where she had been, crouching down infront of the leaders and deputy, trying to make herself as small as possible.
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