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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2016 15:31:12 GMT -6
i'm golden I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name Like a fool at the top of my lungs Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright But it's never enough Cause my echo, echo Is the only voice coming back Shadow, shadow Is the only friend that I have |
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Raggedwolf was playing a game of leap-frog my himself, using rocks as his targets. The shaggy tabby had been entertaining himself by leaping from boulder to boulder, wondering just how far he could manage. He was gearing up for his biggest jump yet, haunches rocking back and forth as she seized up his target. Perhaps he should have been spending time doing more worthwhile activities like hunting or such, but he'd felt like a break from responsibility, and visiting his friends on the border was no longer a viable option.
As the ragged tom launched himself forward, a sudden movement in the corner of his eye startled him. "Oh!" He exclaimed, tumbling down the side of the boulder. Cursing, Raggedwolf sat up and looked around for the distraction. "Who was that?" ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY
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Post by Owain on Mar 28, 2016 15:40:00 GMT -6
I decided more hunting was an good option to get me from my bored state of mind. After being unable to get my squirrel I hunted the other day, I wanted to find another, this time eating it for my own. My dark nose barely brushed the ground as I tracked the scent I was following. But, another scent distracted me. Another one of my clan mates? Well, I suppose I hadn't left camp yet...
I lifted my head, turning to the side to see a ragged-furred tom... playing with rocks? I blinked in confusion before chuckling softly to myself. How cute. I hopped from the place I stood on closer to him. He seemed to have noticed me as well, a bright grin on my face.
"Hello, Ruffles."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2016 15:48:48 GMT -6
i'm golden I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name Like a fool at the top of my lungs Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright But it's never enough Cause my echo, echo Is the only voice coming back Shadow, shadow Is the only friend that I have |
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"R-ruffles?" He repeated incredulously. Was that supposed to be an insult? He'd never been referred to as such a thing before and was too surprised to figure out how to interpret it. "Who's Ruffles?"
Taking a sniff, Raggedwolf wasn't surprised that the tom smelled of Rockclan, though he'd never met the warrior before. He examined the strangely marked tom curiously, standing up and edging closer. He seemed....strange. "My name is Raggedwolf. You kind of ruined my awesome jump. What are you doing out here?" ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY
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Post by Owain on Mar 28, 2016 16:03:20 GMT -6
I shrugged. "It seems like a good nickname for you. Your fur is a bit ruffly. What, don't like it?" I gave him a frown. "I was hoping you'd like it. My, my..." I shook my head. "Raggedwolf? Can I ask, why wolf? I'm Owlfrost, by the way. Nice to meet you."
I cocked my head, my amber eyes blinking quickly. "Yeah, about that... what exactly were you doing? Playing with rocks? Surely you could play with another cat?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2016 17:00:10 GMT -6
i'm golden I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name Like a fool at the top of my lungs Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright But it's never enough Cause my echo, echo Is the only voice coming back Shadow, shadow Is the only friend that I have |
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A nickname....He'd never had one of those before, but it seemed his surprise had ultimately offended the tom. Oh no, no, it's not that," he rushed to apologize. "I've just never had a nickname before. Is Ruffles a good nickname?" He supposed he was the one that ought to judge that though, not Owlfrost. He tipped his head thoughtfully. "I don't know, my long legs maybe? It's certainly not because I'm ruggish and dangerous." The tabby laughed.
Scuffing his paw bashfully, Raggedwolf shrugged. "It wasn't really playing, I was trying to see how far I could jump. Didn't seem like something worth bothering others over." It wasn't that he had no friends, but being alone every now and then was refreshing too. "What about you? What is the great Owlfrost doing out alone?" ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY
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Post by Owain on Mar 28, 2016 18:27:31 GMT -6
He was quick to apologize, which surprised me. I laughed. "It's a good one if I give it to you. I'm the best at nicknames." I really wasn't though. His fur just looked ruffly, so I just pounced on the first thing that came to mind, since I didn't know him. I laughed once more. "Rugged and dangerous? I'm glad. I would probably run away if you were."
My head bobbed up and down in understanding. Maybe he didn't want to admit it looked like he was playing a kit's game. "Well, how far did you get?" I asked. Surprise filled my amber gaze when he asked when I was alone. "Well, I was going to go hunting. This is far more interesting though."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2016 18:46:00 GMT -6
i'm golden I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name Like a fool at the top of my lungs Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright But it's never enough Cause my echo, echo Is the only voice coming back Shadow, shadow Is the only friend that I have |
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Raggedwolf cast him a bemused glance. "Is that right? I suppose if I came up with a nickname for you then, it would be terrible?" He'd already decided to do as much, if only because he'd never given a nickname before and it seemed like fun. "You?" He snorted. "Never." Ragged couldn't really judge Owlfrost's bravery through mere words, but anyone running from him was amusing. "You don't seem the type to run from much." Except maybe responsibility, she-cats and accidental kits, he guessed, looking at the flamboyabt Tom. He had to stop himself from making those presumptions about others.
"Up there, he indicated the boulser with his tail. "And I was going to jump to there." He pointed again, to a boulder about eight tail lengths away from the first. He's been building himself up to the distance all day. The tom obly smirked at Owlfrost's amusement and turned away, he was used to being laughed at and didn't mind it now. That didn't mean he had to listen to it though, he had jumping to do.
ISHY of THQ & ADOXOGRAPHY
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