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Post by Cloudskip on Jan 9, 2017 20:20:52 GMT -6
((Because who wouldn't name the thread after the song they're listening to. Cloudskip felt somewhat lazy today. She did a hunting patrol, of course, but after that she just felt like doing nothing. The white she-cat lied in her nest, looking like a big snow lump. Her amber eyes shifted to the entrance to see a familiar face. Cloudskip almost freaked out. She immediately bounced up from her position and ran towards Foxbite. "Foxy! Where the 'ell have you been!?" |
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Post by Foxbite on Jan 9, 2017 20:31:55 GMT -6
Foxbite had returned from Training with Spottedpaw. The russet tabby tom was feeling tired after such a long training sessions. His paws were sore from the frozen earth, and he was pretty sure he got a few scrapes on his paralyzed leg from the gravel at the RockClan border.
Cloudskip charged towards him, and Foxbite flicked his silver ear. "Busy. I've been training an apprentice and stuff." He said.
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Post by Cloudskip on Jan 9, 2017 20:41:15 GMT -6
Cloudskip huffed, and lowered her ears. "Lucky. My apprentices always vanish." She sighed, she only has had one apprentice that become a warrior, but all she did was give Stormsong an assessment. She relaxed slowly, her long fur settling.
Cloudskip flicked an ear and murmured. "So... You meet any new cats? Also how's Mum doing? I haven't checked on her in a while..."
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Post by Foxbite on Jan 9, 2017 20:46:11 GMT -6
Foxbite sat down. "I saw her the other night. She seems to be doing fine. And asides from my apprentice, I haven't met anyone new." He said, flicking his silver ear. The russet down, slid down into a lying down position, since his leg was bothering him.
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Post by Cloudskip on Jan 9, 2017 20:54:52 GMT -6
Cloudskip glanced at her brother, and sat down in her nest as well. "Nice." She said, staring off to nowhere. She thought for a second and fluffed up her pelt. "Um... I have a mate now. Speckflame." She added. Her family deserved to know. And it wasn't much of a secret.
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Post by Foxbite on Jan 9, 2017 20:59:21 GMT -6
"What?! If he even thinks about hurting you I swear he'll be well acquainted with my teeth." He growled. As her littermate, he needed to protect her from anything, including other toms. He'd kill them all if he had to. Of course, he couldn't actually do that on his own and get away with it alive, but it was a nice thought.
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Post by Cloudskip on Jan 9, 2017 21:08:32 GMT -6
Cloudskip sat there awkwardly, both flattered and concerned about Foxbite's reply. "Foxy, relax. Honestly the worst thing he's done to me is making me extremely uncomfortable with his flirting." She laughed, her face glowing red. "Speaking of mates, how are you and Flame going?"
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Post by Foxbite on Jan 9, 2017 21:19:43 GMT -6
"If he does, come to me, ok?" He said, before flicking his ear. "We're...fine. I haven't seen her around lately though." He admitted. Foxbite wasn't very good at commitment. Hell, he didn't even know his own kits.
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Post by Cloudskip on Jan 10, 2017 15:24:23 GMT -6
Cloudskip rolled her eyes at Foxbite's first comment, then glanced to the side. She hadn't seen Flamewhisper as well, so she couldn't really comfort him. Her whiskers twitched. "Good to hear, I'll tell 'ya if I see her around..." She didn't truly approve of the ginger she-cat much, given her actions between her kits and Thistlefang. But if she made Foxbite happy, Cloudskip could tolerate her.
(("Foxbite wasn't very good at commitment." That explains Pawclan.
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You scared bro? 