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Post by Doestrike on Sept 9, 2015 19:32:19 GMT -6
Supposed to be happy But I'm only getting colder ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰
The lanky brown female looked around the seemingly empty camp, her light blue eyes scanning the life that took place around her. The trees were blowing leaves around to the ground, in beautiful reds, oranges, and yellows. It was really a great thing to witness. The Rockclan camp was so bare around this time of year with what little foliage they had staring to die off. One tree was shedding its leaves faster then the others, while the rest were just barely turning the orange and yellows of Autumn. Doestrike felt like that tree, as if she could relate to changing so quickly to fit the new times. It was sad, the things she'd been through and seen. But at the same time, it had made her a better warrior. Flamepath had taught her just like he would his own family. She really admired him for that, the great thing about clanners was that they'd treated everyone like a big family. No one was left out. That seemed to touch her the most. No one had done that in the rogue background she'd come from. It was a "dog eat dog" world out there, Doestrike thought. Until she met the clans. Flamepath had taught her how to love again and how to be soft. Her daughter Skye had even learned to tolerate her mother. How times had changed now. Doestrike looked around the camp, sitting down by the entrance with a still warm rabbit at her paws. It was a lucky catch for the territory at this time of year, and her catch was so warm that the blood hadn't even dried from her jaws. The tangy, salty taste was in the back of her throat and it was a bitter memory for her. Flashbacks of her childhood flashed past her eyes and she shook her head. She had originally thought if she was to live through the pain, she'd just have to keep moving. But now everything had changed now that she'd met Flamepath.. And she wanted to tell him about it. The brown she-cat walked to the middle of camp, dropping her kill on the pile. A queen or elder would greatly enjoy the fresh-kill. The brown she-cat looked around for the speckled tom but couldn't find him. "Flamepath? Are you around somewhere?" She called, softly.
Word Count: Many Words Muse: Inactivity Theme: Jekyll & Hyde, 5FDP Template By: Juju ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰
Wear a smile on my face
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Post by Flamepath on Sept 16, 2015 15:42:56 GMT -6
(Sorry for a kinda late response to this, I was super sick for a week and couldn't do a thing. I am so glad you are back from the dead though  )
Flampath was sitting contently beside a large rock, enjoying the coolness of the shadow cat by it. It was still warm out, but with leaf-fall on it's way, it had begun to cool down on the cliff top and the breeze brought a refreshing chill to the air. The deputy's plumed tail flicked back and forth as he just relaxed and took in the sights around camp. A few kits would scramble past in the distance and warriors came in and out as they fulfilled their duties. He had taken Ratpaw out the day before for the first time and he was fairly tired, but they too would be going out again today and fulfilling their duty as apprentice and mentor.
For now he was planning on staying in camp though. He started to pay attention to the clouds moving slowly past until a voice caught his attention. It was soft and distant, coming from more near the prey-pile, but Flamepath surely recognized the familiar voice. Turning his head in the direction of the voice, his eyes were meet with the sight of the brown she-cat. "Doestrike?" he said to himself aloud as he got to his paws and headed over to her.His eyes lit up with joy as he had spotted her though he hoped she was just looking to talk and wasn't trying to find him to share some sort of bad news though.
As he got closer he could smell the prey-scent coming off her and he only figured she just got back from a hunt. His plumed tail swayed in the air behind him as reached her, flashing her a warm smile. "Hey there Doestrike! How have you been...you just get back from a hunt?" he asked as he leaned forward and sniffed at her pelt. He hadn't talked to the she-cat for a while now, he was one to get caught up in his responsibilities, so he was glad to see her and he gave yet again another smile. |
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Post by Doestrike on Sept 17, 2015 17:06:19 GMT -6
Supposed to be happy But I'm only getting colder ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰
When Flamepath came around the 'corner' she immediately brightened up and smiled her widest smile. It was such a great thing to see her friend again. Especially after such a long time. Her brown pelt rippled with joy while she watched him walk over to her. Her blue eyes sparkled with the joy and love she felt for the mottled tom. "Flamepath! Oh, i've missed you so much! I've been great, to say the least. Yourself? And yes, I did." She replied, burying her face into his shoulder fur.
Word Count: Many Words Muse: Aaand I lost the muse xD Theme: Jekyll & Hyde, 5FDP Template By: Juju ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰ ₰
Wear a smile on my face
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Post by Flamepath on Sept 18, 2015 14:56:37 GMT -6
Flamepath glanced at the prey-pile and noted that there was a rabbit there that looked fairly fresh, it must have been her catch. He smiled and gave Doestrike's head a friendly nuzzle as she buried her face in his shoulder, turning his direction away from the rabbit. The deputy was friendly with all his clan-mates but he only had a few cats that he was very close to and he always was overjoyed by their company, Doestrike was one of those few cats. "I am glad you have been doing well!" he said as he lifted his head back up and glanced at her. "I have been doing pretty okay myself. I got a new apprentice , Ratpaw, and he is shaping up to be quite a clever cat. There have been no big issues with the clan so I have just been happily mentoring him and actually have had some down time here and there" the tom explained. He had not been as busy as he usually was and besides training Ratpaw, the occasional hunt,and sending out small patrols he had small chunks of time to do as he wanted.
The molted tom then neatly sat down wrapping his tail around his legs. He expected that they would be talking for a while so he saw no harm in taking a seat. He cocked his head towards the bare patch of earth next to him, suggesting the she-cat sit there. "So..." he began , "Just earlier when you were looking for me....do you have something important to ask or perhaps an issue? I will assure you if it is about the bedding, there was just a new batch of apprentices names that will be on it eventually." he asked with a slight chuckle. He always assumed someone was looking for him for a distinct reason on an issue or such, that was usually why cats came to him.
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