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Post by Riverstreak on Oct 28, 2012 14:22:22 GMT -6
I sat and let out a loud yawn. "well, if we can PLEASE go have some fun before I pass out that would be great."
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Post by Cedarheart on Oct 28, 2012 15:15:27 GMT -6
Cedarpaw nodded and mewed, "what game would that be and Cedarsnap, that's unquie but very, very odd." Tilting his head he thought about it, a spark of anger errupted from his sensative mind but he held it in and made sure not to let it show. Did Dusty really think he was that sensative, it appeared so. (Lol he's very sensative) He would someday have to prove himself, but he didn't know when that day would come, when everthing would change. "Well Flower, lets hear it."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2012 16:25:53 GMT -6
"How about a guessing game? We act out what we are.. ." She replied, glancing at Riverpaw for a moement,"I think it would be fun. Who would like to start?"
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Post by Cedarheart on Oct 28, 2012 16:35:29 GMT -6
"Oooo! That sounds fun!" he purred his inner kitten comming out. "Alright here we go." Her got onto his paws and lifted his tail high and poofed it out then snarled at the other cats, bareing his teeth and letting out something that was suppose to be bark but sounded like a hiss. He pushed his shoulders up so the blades stood out of his pelt.
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Post by Dustypelt on Oct 28, 2012 16:39:32 GMT -6
She nodded, happy for his approval. She just liked the sound of it. Dustypaw smiled, "Sounds good." She said settling down. Her blue eyes looked at Cedar. Snarling, dog. Poofed tail; that through her off. "Raccoon?" She guessed looking at his position. It sort of looked like a raccoon, maybe a possum. The shoulders were odd too, "um, a beaver?" She had no idea. "No! Raccoon, yeah I'll go with that!" She meowed with a flick of the tail.
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Post by Riverstreak on Oct 28, 2012 16:40:42 GMT -6
I blinked and smiled loosely. "You in the mourning?" My purr was smooth but I rarely let it be heard, now it rippled through the air like a paw in water.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2012 16:43:04 GMT -6
"Ummm...Snake?" Flowerpaw guessed along with the others. She looked to Dustypaw happily and back.
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Post by Cedarheart on Oct 28, 2012 16:46:14 GMT -6
"Dusty your close and Riverpaw ... thats cruel and Flowerpaw, I must be a fat snake." he joked with a twinge of humor in his deep mew. His pelt shook as he laughed along with his musles tighly stuck to his pelt. "It's a dog, those gaint stinky creatures, so who's next?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 28, 2012 16:47:31 GMT -6
"I'll go next.." She laughed at Riverpaw's response. She went on all four paws and jumped three twice. "What am I?"
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Post by Cedarheart on Oct 28, 2012 16:52:34 GMT -6
"Um uh...." he was dumb founded what was she trying to imitate? "A mouse?" he mewed, she was maybe a rabbit but he guess a mouse was a decent guess at least.
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Post by Riverstreak on Oct 28, 2012 17:11:47 GMT -6
I tiled my head and decied to stick with my guesses. My tail poked Cedarpaw's side and I smile grew bigger. "It was not crule, and Flowerpaw, I think your Cedarpaw after to much freash kill."
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Post by Cedarheart on Oct 29, 2012 13:38:11 GMT -6
Cedarpaw slitted his eyes and smirked, waiting to for Dustypaw's guess. (If our power goes out in the storm I might not reply for awhile...) (and lazy)
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Post by Riverstreak on Oct 29, 2012 17:42:34 GMT -6
I laughed again, it rang out care free and it startled even me. I never laughed. I butted Cedarpaws shoulder with my head. (lazyyyyyy )
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Post by Twilightflight on Oct 29, 2012 21:27:47 GMT -6
Ooc: When was the last time I visited? Never.. .guess I'm visiting...
Twilightflight entered the den where a few apprentices were playing charades?.. Never the less they were having fun. She sat down beside them, her mustles rippling bineth her grey pelt. Her clouded blue eyes shone brightly as she looked around.
"Hello. I'm Twilightflight. Mind if I join?" Twi meowed gently.
Twilightflight towered over them. She was a norwegian forest cat so noramally she was taller than most cats. Her black paws were seen with little white pricks where her claws were. She wasn't mean or anything. To say the least she was very gentle. Maybe today she was a little more agitated but normally you saw Twi with the kits in the nursery.
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Post by Riverstreak on Oct 30, 2012 19:09:21 GMT -6
I leaped onto the tall she cats head. "Sure! We love company." I blinked then remebered my voice and swept my tail in front of my mew. It sounded crule and taughting, as usual like a whispery wind or a ghost.
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