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Post by Speckflame on Apr 5, 2016 15:56:30 GMT -6
{ whether this flower exists where the warrior Clans are, I'm not sure. But I'm inspired and going with it. :3 }
Permission : Robinstar Crevicefrost
Somehow, Speckflame had found this location. Mostly from mistake, and accidental catch of a beautiful blue and purple color. One flower led to the next, until he had found a field full of them. A beautiful sight of bluebell flowers, all swaying gently in the breeze. The smell was oddly inviting. This location was far off the path he had intended to follow in hopes of finding Crevicefrost, but Speckflame was glad to know such a place still existed.
As he stood silently, just enjoying the wind in his fur and the colorful wave of blue and purple petals. Perhaps he should pluck a few and offer to Crevicefrost? Though ripping these flowers from the soil seemed like such a sin, Speckflame wanted to refrain from even crushing one under his paw.
Finally, when he felt enough time had passed, he turned to leave. Only to meet a familiar IceClan scent and face just a few tree-lengths away. His moss-green eyes widened in surprise, though easily he sank into a warm smile. "Crevicefrost," he said, with a respectful dip of his head. "How'd you find me, anyway?" |
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 5, 2016 16:06:24 GMT -6
Crevicefrost bounded away from the barn. The she-cat entered a beautiful place known as the meadow. I wonder if Speckflame is here already. Crevicefrost sniffed the air breathing in the sweet scent of the flowers. She had to admit. The place was beautiful. Crevicefrost scanned the area looking for the ginger . The mackerel brown tabby had picked up a FireClan scent. Speckflame! Crevicefrost followed the scent until she spotted the ginger tom. "Hi Speckflame" the she-cat purred. "I followed your scent an it led me here" she meowed. "How are you doing" Crevicefrost asked. 'Isn't this place so beautiful" she murmured
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 8, 2016 15:20:08 GMT -6
With a cautious step, Speckflame drew closer. He was a little wary. Not of Crevicefrost herself, but if this was crossing any boundaries. Most of the time he communicated across imaginary scent lines, always a space between his friend and himself. Now that there was no such thing, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable. He was a FireClanner -- perhaps she wouldn't appreciate a sudden hug or nuzzle like his Clanmates would. "I'm doing okay. And yeah, it's beautiful. I think they're called bluebells." he purred, gesturing to the flowers.
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 8, 2016 15:26:48 GMT -6
Crevicefrost was happy to see him again. The young she-cat smiled. "Bluebells. That's a nice name" she murmured. The meadow was a beautiful place to be in. Also there was no scent lines to be aware of. Crevicefrost looked and Speckflame. "How's FireClan doing is everything fine with your clan?" The mackerel brown tabby asked. Crevicefrost was worried a bit if the Avalanche had melted onto FireClan territory. I hope it did not. She thought.
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 8, 2016 15:39:35 GMT -6
Speckflame laughed at that, glad she was comfortable herself. "FireClan is good. The avalanche did melt into our territory, so hunting has been... muddy. And a bit unlucky. But hopefully it clears up soon." he commented. Maybe I should apply to one of the patrols. he considered, but then shook the thought away. I would if I was a bit more around. "How about IceClan?"
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 8, 2016 15:48:51 GMT -6
Crevicefrost got worried. What if it got worse. "Well we met a group of rogues called the Rovers and they are not too happy that we came here. They want us to leave but we can't so we might have to fight them" she murmured quietly. "I hope it does not get worse in FireClan" the mackerel brown tabby meowed. She pictured Speckflame's clan getting flooded. But then she thought of IceClan too. Both clans were having problems. Crevicefrost waited for Speckflame to answer her question.
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 10, 2016 14:44:02 GMT -6
He looked worried. Those rouges didn't sound good at all. "Uh-oh. Can't you form an agreement with the rouges? They have to understand IceClan has no plans of settling forever in their territory, right?" he questioned with a curious tilt of his head. As she mentioned FireClan though, he couldn't help but laugh. "We'll be fine. We've gone through much worse than this."
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 10, 2016 14:58:21 GMT -6
Crevicefrost thought of what the rogues have said. "Some of the rogues want a fight, others are willing to make peace. I don't think they understand that it's a temparary home. They just want us to leave" she murmured. Crevicefrost took a glance at the bluebell flowers. "Hmm do you want to do something." She asked. Crevicefrost looked at Speckflame and waited for answer from the speckled ginger tabby Tom
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 17, 2016 17:12:44 GMT -6
Speckflame understood the rouges' perspective. Having a heart for 'enemies' had given the tomcat such a way of thinking, to put himself in another's paws and completely agree or just plain accept their way of action and words. Even if those actions hurt those he loved, he at least believed he knew how the rouges were taking it. "I get it," he muttered, and then perked his ears in interest. With a wiggle of his imaginary eyebrows, Speckflame leaned closer to Crevicefrost with an amused glint in his moss-green eyes. "Like what, hmm?" he teased, with a playful air.
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 17, 2016 17:19:52 GMT -6
Crevicefrost thought for a second. What should we do?" The mackerel brown tabby asked herself. "Hmm how about.. I don't really know" the she-cat admitted. "Do you have any ideas?" Crevicefrost questioned her olive green eyes fixing on Speckflame. The mackerel brown tabby tried not to think about the meeting with the rogue cats. Just try to forget the Avalanche and the pain it has caused. She told herself. The mackerel brown tabby she-cat waited for a response from the ginger tabby Tom.
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 17, 2016 17:29:18 GMT -6
"Well, we could just lay down and enjoy the flowers. What do you say... Bluebell." He mulled the nickname over in his brain, turning it over a few times, before he confirmed it to fit. Flashing Crevicefrost a warm smile, he couldn't help but laugh. "I tend to give nicknames to those I'm pretty close to. And if you like it, then I think Bluebell would be perfect for you. Because it's beautiful, just like you, and just like these flowers." He winked. Of course he winked.
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 17, 2016 17:44:15 GMT -6
Bluebell. She liked the nickname. "Aww Speckflame" Crevicefrost meowed softly. Laying down in the meadow of beautiful flowers was a nice idea. The mackerel brown tabby she-cat layed down on her back. Bluebell. Crevicefrost murmured to herself. She looked at Speckflame, her only best friend alive actually. Crevicefrost waited for him to speak since she couldn't find anything to talk about. I don't want to talk about death and danger. I've had enough. She thought. Crevicefrost wanted to be happy for once
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 25, 2016 16:19:56 GMT -6
Speckflame laughed and laid down beside Crevicefrost, his shoulder just brushing up against hers. He was careful not to have his back crush too many bluebells. Bluebell... heh, it's the perfect name. he thought, giving his best friend a glance. He decided to bring something up, since she appeared to be waiting for him to speak first. "So, I got an apprentice her warrior name." he decided with. He felt a soft smile crawl onto his face. "All she needed was an assessment, but I'm proud... I don't know if I really deserve to be proud about it, or to even say I trained her... all I did was assess her skills... but she's now Deerfrost. And I honestly feel really happy about it."
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Post by Crevicefrost on Apr 25, 2016 18:44:04 GMT -6
Crevicefrost let out a small purr just before speaking. "Congrats Speckflame" the she-cat meowed. "I'm sure she made a great warrior because of you" the mackerel brown tabby added. She was happy that her best friend got to assess an apprentice. "I've received Rookpaw and Mousepaw as apprentices." She murmered. "But they both disapeared somehow" she added. Crevicefrost sniffed a bluebell flower breathing in its sweet scent. She did not want to think about bad things while enjoying the meadow with Speckflame
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Post by Speckflame on Apr 27, 2016 18:15:09 GMT -6
Speckflame was grateful for the praise, and was happy that Crevicefrost had two more apprentices to take care of. Does she ever long for freedom? "I'm sure they'll return at some point." he murmured, watching as Bluebell sniffed a flower near her. She's so pretty.... "I bet they miss you're training right now, even. You must be an amazing and dedicated mentor -- honestly, and I don't say this lightly, I respect you. Since the first time I met you, I just... felt like you deserved respect. Even though you're younger than me, I feel like all the things you do for IceClan makes you far more mature and stronger than I am. I don't quite enjoy helping my Clan out like you... I'm grateful and loyal for everything they have done, yes, but I don't take on apprentices unless asked by the apprentices themselves. And I tend to talk to friends rather than hunt or actually 'patrol' the borders like I should." The disappointment of FireClan, the biggest flirt for miles, and the most open-minded cat in probably every Clan. he thought to himself. Yeah. Aren't my parents proud of that.
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