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Post by Palefire on May 4, 2016 16:26:49 GMT -6
Hailspirit cautiously padded into the warrior's den. It was early morning and she had just finished her vigil. 'I've never been this tired!' Making sure not to step on anyone, the blind she-cat kept her nose close to the ground until she found an empty spot for a nest. She padded around in a little circle, trying to size the area up so that she would bring back the correct amount of moss.
Ready to exit and collect bedding, the sleepy feline stumbled for the entrance, though she was quickly met with a wall of fur. She hopped back and dipped her head. "Sorry about that!"
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Post by Clove on Jul 8, 2016 9:42:17 GMT -6
Clove with tired eyes was about to try her luck in the warriors den when *boop* She was hit head on. Stepping back blinking hard she began to hiss. "Watch were you-" and let the words trail. "Umm your good sorry I'm a crabby apple in the mornings" Clove offered she had tried sleeping out side due to her hesitation of becoming social with the clan. Still not sure her place. "Umm I'm Clove," she offered. Seeing the poor cat was blind clove figaured the scent of her not so far past still clung to her pelt. Something of Loner lands and IceClan.
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Post by Palefire on Jul 8, 2016 10:23:42 GMT -6
Hailspirit flinched when the cat began to hiss, and she lowered herself closer to the ground. 'I can't ever do that again.' She thought, feeling a little confused as Clove cut short. "No, you're fine." She said softly, straightening up again. She nodded once the cat introduced herself, and with a sniff of her scent she turned her head in Clove's direction. 'That's kind of an odd name. Though I guess it fits considering she doesn't smell like RockClan very much.' She didn't mind it, though. She was a loner once, too. "Nice to meet you Clove. I'm Hailspirit."
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Post by Clove on Jul 8, 2016 10:28:00 GMT -6
Hailspirt eh'. Shrugging she tilted her head something about the feline reminded her of the rovers. Thinking she realized what it was. She looked a lot like Neci. Pausing she added. "Where you off to in such a hurry?" she stepped back into the clearing allowing the she-cat passage. In fact Clove even though joining her might be a desent idea."where ever it may be, mind if I tag along?'
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Post by Palefire on Jul 8, 2016 10:37:05 GMT -6
"I-I was just going out to get-" She cut herself off with a yawn, "to get some moss. I need to make a nest." She answered, padding out once Clove stepped away. Hailspirit purred quietly. Some company would be nice. "Of course. Though it might not be too fun."
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Post by Clove on Jul 8, 2016 12:23:03 GMT -6
She didn't give an all out purr she was a bit to uneasy for that. However a ghost of a smile played at her lips though it wouldn't make a difference to the blind she-cat. "Moss?" she shrugged ready to follow to were ever this moss would be. She had never been fond of moss it was always wet in the deathclan swamp like terrain making it impossible to use. Even with the Rovers soft fern like braken, hay if you will. Is what they used... but moss. "I'm sure we will find a way to make it quite enjoyable"
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Post by Palefire on Jul 8, 2016 12:59:20 GMT -6
Hailspirit led the way out of camp, not going too far out into the territory. She stopped at a tree and began scraping the moss off of it, leaving room in case Clove wanted to help. She placed the moss beside her once it was off. "Tell me about yourself, Clove."
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Post by Clove on Jul 8, 2016 13:05:56 GMT -6
She watched for a moment then Followed suit, while helping she stopped as a question was presented. "Well, not much to tell. I'm a crabby apple, I'm a former umm Loner... or umm DeathClanner I," she shrugged "Like I said not much to tell, But you. Any secrets I would die to know?"
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Post by Palefire on Jul 8, 2016 18:36:35 GMT -6
Hailspirit nodded, her suspicions confirmed. 'That must've been an interesting life in DeathClan. I wonder why she joined RockClan.' The days here were a lot more boring and slow, and she couldn't imagine DeathClan being the same. Maybe Clove wanted a change of pace. "I'm just a typical RockClan warrior. Nothing too interesting." She shrugged, going back to the moss.
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Post by Clove on Jul 9, 2016 9:09:02 GMT -6
She watched a bit more before helping by gathering the strange growing plant. "Typical?Darling come on. Not trying being rude, but have you always been blind?" she new it was forward and personal but her former deathclanner here besides she had heard of those whom not born with it yet still attract the evil thing.
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Post by Palefire on Jul 15, 2016 13:54:05 GMT -6
Hailspirit scraped off the last few pieces, leaving the tree bare. She patted it down on the pile next to her. "Yes." She said simply. 'Does being blind really make me so different?' It kind of made her angry. 'Why can't I be typical?'
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Post by Clove on Jul 15, 2016 19:41:13 GMT -6
"Sorry that might have sounded a bit rude, on another note it think it rather interesting." She looked the feline up and down she looked normal. Strong, healthy. Tipping her head she said quite lightly. "Are you of RockClan?" she new most of the cats were but there had to be some one else like her too right?
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Post by Palefire on Jul 23, 2016 21:01:52 GMT -6
"No, you're good." She quickly dismissed the she-cat's thoughts of being rude. She really wasn't offended by it, and even smiled a little at the compliment. The next question took her by surprise. 'Why would she ask that?' "No... Well, now I am. My brother and I joined when we were kits." It couldn't hurt to tell Clove, especially since she wasn't from the clan, either.
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Post by Clove on Jul 25, 2016 18:27:43 GMT -6
She didn't know how to respond to the whole your fine thing, so she didn't. Returning her attention she perked up at the information of not being the only outcast. Of course Hail still had grown up with the RockClanners where as Clove had only had less than a month. "A brother, how cute what is his name?" she questioned still a bit pleased she had been quite on track.
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Post by Palefire on Jul 25, 2016 19:45:40 GMT -6
Hailspirit laughed. 'Cute?' "His name's Webpaw." Even though there wasn't an age difference, he was still an apprentice. She suspected it was because his training was held off. "He's a real sweetheart. You should meet him." 'Although I haven't seen him in quite some time... I hope he isn't ignoring me.'
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