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Post by RiverPaw on Jul 10, 2016 10:08:30 GMT -6
Riverpaw looked around the barn he smiled to himself as he called to Patch. The small Tom had promised to protect her, but was greeted with no answer. His wide smiled grew into a frown as he smelt Fireclan. Spinning around he was greeted with a russet Tom who appeared to be hurt. "Who are you?" He meowed softly, to Foxbite. |
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Post by Foxbite on Jul 10, 2016 11:26:50 GMT -6
Foxbite had gotten bored. With his mate in the nursery, he didn't have much to do but patrol borders since hunting wasn't his favorite activity. Foxbite decided to venture outside of FireClan's borders, but not too far. To his surprise he ran into a cat quickly.
The tom sounded friendly, and there was softness in his tone. He lifted a kittybrow. "I'm Foxbite, FireClan warrior. And you?" The fur on his neck rose. One wrong move from this cat and Foxbite would attack him, even if he was outside the borders or FireClan.
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Post by RiverPaw on Jul 10, 2016 12:12:10 GMT -6
"Riverpaw, of Iceclan." He nodded. He looked the cat up and down, he didn't look very strong with his Injury, but River didn't look strong either. "What are you doing so far away from your clan," he asked a bit of edge to his voice as he spoke of the other clan.
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Post by Foxbite on Jul 11, 2016 9:13:48 GMT -6
"I'm not that far from home kid." He said, his hindclaws digging into the soil. "What are you doing this close to FireClan territory?" He lifted a kittybrow. Foxbite was anxious to see if this cat was going to challenge him in any sort of way.
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Post by RiverPaw on Jul 11, 2016 15:27:47 GMT -6
"Avalanche," he muttered. His mind was flooded with all the memories the dying cats,the sticky thunderpath on his paws. And the most vivid, the cold that pierced his short fur, he didn't belong in Icxeclan yet he called it his home. Quickly he dismissed those thoughts and looked up, "We are stuck in the barn, but I am glad." he meowed, thinking of his brother and best friend Patch.
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You scared bro? 