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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 12, 2015 21:37:58 GMT -6
 Hazelpaw Hazelpaw sniffed the air, his legs tired. She has to be near here.. Right? Why towards here?... he thought scenting the twolegplace near. He shook a bit, nervous, and hoped that his friend was okay. They probably took her... and are keeping her prisoner, or feeding her to dogs! he thought, at the worst.
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Oct 12, 2015 21:47:03 GMT -6
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 12, 2015 21:47:03 GMT -6
Pinyonpaw had been excited to see the familiar Twolegs again, and she purred softly as the kit stroked her back. Of course, she still held a lot of fear towards the family she had found. Of a mother, a father, a young kit and a newborn. But she was slowly growing to be fond of them, and she enjoyed the food they gave her. Here, she didn't have to put in every last ounce of energy just to return to FireClan with a measly mouse. She could eat her fill, and everything back at camp would be eaten by her Clanmates. By night she would visit these Twolegs--or, Housefolk as she had heard kittypets called them--and let them pet and brush her coat. They picked every burr and grass stem from her fur, and then gave her small little moist berries that looked like tiny fish. As long as no one saw her, she could continue this. And it was helping her cope with her fear. Letting a Twoleg, which most cats wouldn't dare go near, actually touch her must have been some achievement. Shouldn't her Clan be proud of her?
Watching the family go in for the night, Pinyonpaw finished up her meal and licked her lips with a smile. She meowed a goodbye to the Housefolk before trotting happily away, leaping up onto the fence and balancing effortlessly back towards the border with FireClan.
After hopping back down the ground, she couldn't help but think of her best friend, Hazelpaw. And as if on cue, his scent soon was caught on the wind and she stopped dead cold. U-u-u-uh o-o-oh....
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 12, 2015 21:50:49 GMT -6
Hazelpaw As her scent became more fresh, his heart beat faster. The tabby closed his eyes tightly for a moment before trying to swiftly come to her scent, forgetting the great news he wad wanted to tell her. He couldn't help it, "Pinyonpaw!" he shouted, trying to find the familiar pelt. The scent of twoleg covered hers, and his eyes narrowed as he saw an object.
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Oct 12, 2015 21:56:03 GMT -6
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 12, 2015 21:56:03 GMT -6
Pinyonpaw whimpered at the voice, and she shrank back into a tight ball. He's mad. He's mad. He hates me. I'm so pathetic. Of course he's mad. Why is he mad? I'm so pathetic. He hates me. He's mad. Uh-oh. She tried to tell herself he wouldn't find her. And that she wasn't in trouble. But she was terrified by the answer already on her mind.
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 12, 2015 21:59:58 GMT -6
Hazelpaw Hazelpaw saw far off the object shrunk, and he ran faster. he finally met up with Pinyonpaw, his eye widened, "Are you dead?! These twolegs hurt you, didn't they? A-answer me?.." he said, his voice filled with a hint of fear, Why has she came over here? "G-get up!"
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Oct 12, 2015 22:07:17 GMT -6
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 12, 2015 22:07:17 GMT -6
He wasn't mad... he didn't hate her yet... but he didn't know what was going on....
"N-n-no, I was j-just v-v-visiting...." Pinyonpaw stuttered, feeling her body curl up even more, prepared to hear the words. The spitting hate, the disappointment, the taunting. Of course it was bound to happen. She had messed up. That was what happened. Right? What did she mess up with, though? Did she do something really, really bad? She thought this was a good thing? But she felt so terrible now....
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 12, 2015 22:15:59 GMT -6
Hazelpaw "Why are you like that?" he asked, and in his eyes, she looked as if she was attacked. He prodded her with a paw a few times before sitting down tensely. "Why visit such a dangerous place, Pinyonpaw? You could get... killed."
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Oct 13, 2015 13:30:53 GMT -6
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 13, 2015 13:30:53 GMT -6
Pinyonpaw was trembling. "I-I-I'm in t-trouble, I-I-I think...." she whimpered truthfully. At the mention of being killed, her eyes widened. "N-no, it's o-okay here. Y-you stay o-o-on the fen-fence, and the k-kittyp-pets are f-friendly. A-and s-so are t-the T-Twolegs...."
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 13, 2015 21:39:20 GMT -6
Hazelpaw "Trouble?" he asked, then suddenly a fire grew in his chest, "Wait... How would you know that?..." he asked, his eyes glowing, he tensed up but just stayed there.
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 14, 2015 6:38:46 GMT -6
Pinyonpaw began to noticeably shake, if he couldn't tell before. "U-uh, I... you... the...." She couldn't find her voice. So she simply whimpered and wished a hole would appear under her at that moment.
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 14, 2015 19:11:05 GMT -6
Hazelpaw "Pinyonpaw, It's okay," he said, sitting down. 'Why, are you visiting these twolegs? And these kittypets, they're weak, but.. The twolegs can hurt you, you know that?"
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Oct 14, 2015 20:26:05 GMT -6
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 14, 2015 20:26:05 GMT -6
Pinyonpaw lowered her gaze. "N-not the o-ones I s-s-see... t-they g-give me t-the best f-food and t-treats, a-at least th-that's what the k-k-kittypets s-said. And t-they always c-c-clean my fu-fur and pet m-me. A-and if I e-e-eat their food, t-then F-FireClan gets t-the p-prey I would h-have e-eaten. S-s-so it's... o-okay... I-I think...."
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 16, 2015 16:42:21 GMT -6
Hazelpaw Hazelpaw gulped, "You're turning into a kittypet! You can't! It's against the code to live this life...." he mewed, tempted, but he couldn't face the fact that she was his great friend. He couldn't tell that she broke the code, which he tried to be loyal to. "If.. if you'd come back and stayed with us..."
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Post by Pinyondapple on Oct 17, 2015 7:52:20 GMT -6
Pinyon's eyes widened at that. I-I'm breaking the warrior code...? she whimpered, feeling anything that wasn't fear inside her swivel up into nothing. D-D-Dar-ks-star w-w-wou-would.... Shaking her head quickly to clear her thoughts, Pinyon met Hazelpaw's gaze. "I c-can't h-hunt or f-fight. W-w-what prey I-I do b-bring ba-back is s-so small you can b-b-barely b-bite into i-it. I'm a w-wasted l-life for F-FireClan. M-maybe being a k-kittypet would b-be b-better... for everyone...." She then thought of her mother. What would Silverwhisker say about this? Would she even want her as a daughter anymore?
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Post by Hazelclaw on Oct 17, 2015 11:49:41 GMT -6
Hazelpaw Hazelpaw felt outraged, "Pinyon, every single feline is vital to the clan! You're out of your mind." He didn't want to loose his only friend, "I can't believe you'd consider leaving your birth clan," he mewed.
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