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Rabbitfoot felt hot to the tips of his ears. She thought he was wonderful! At least, to talk to. His heart beat faster as he tried to think of a reply. "And y-you're a wonderful she-cat," He blurted out. He almost clawed his own fur off. "T-to talk to! Y-you're a wonderful she-cat to talk to!" The tom's pale pelt felt even hotter as he tried to act cool, even though he was failing miserably. Trying to not be a rabbit-brain was harder than Rabbitfoot thought, and he never would've imagined someone like Fawnsplash would actually say he was wonderful to talk to. It felt like he had become a kit again, attempting to be clever as the warriors. He wondered how long Fawnsplash would put up with him. |
Re: WindClan Territory
@Static {Hey, I decided to move them here! I couldn't think of a reason for Dawnsong to be in the moors. Hope it's okay!~} Golden streams of sunlight flooded down through the treetops, highlighting Dawnsong's black pelt with purple hues. The day was drawing toward evening, with patches of gray clouds sweeping over the blue horizon. There was a slight breeze, but hardly noticeable-- just enough to shake a leaf or two. For the most part, the woods were quiet as Dawnsong made her way along, weaving past brush and over limbs. That morning she'd gone on patrol with a couple other warriors, not bothering to eat. The trip had been uneventful and rather boring.. and now her stomach was growling from neglect. Generally, Dawnsong felt she was pretty optimistic. But... despite the sunshine, she felt somewhat gloomy-- and that feeling usually brought nothing good with it. You'll probably feel better once you've eaten! she told herself while stepping over a tree limb. Pausing, she lifted her chin and sniffed, searching for any scent that might give away something tasty. Very faint deer scent... Maybe a raccoon? Refusing to feel any glummer, Dawnsong suppressed a sigh and trudged on. {Also, sorry if my writing seems a bit emotionless! I'm horrible with starters. x3} |
Re: WindClan Territory
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(It's fine.) Swiftclaw walked through the territory,clutching a rabbit in his jaws.The Tom had been on a patrol,but had decided to hunt by himself after the apprentice on the patrol wouldn't quit nagging him about what it was like being a warrior.Couldn't they ask their mentor?He readjusted the rabbit to get a better grip before continuing.He had long stopped paying attention to where he was going sence he knew where the camp was. Swiftclaw didn't notice he was approaching someone until h was only a few foxlengths from them.He looked up from the ground and groaned internally.Her of all cats.I would have been fine with anyone but her,Swiftclaw thought,looking at his sister for a moment.He wondered if he could go around without her saying anything to him.The white Tom started to walk forward again,hoping she wouldn't say anything to him.He was tired and not in the mood to argue today.He just wanted to get back to camp and lay down. |
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Re: WindClan Warriors' Den
Silvermoon sat in her nest. She didn't understand why she has to battle aginst Riverclan and Thunderclan. All she wanted was peace but she couldn't betray her clan. Buttercupbreeze... what is she doing? She thought. She remembered about seeing her leave the camp multiple times. She didn't let that bother her, she lay down and fell asleep in her nest.
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fireflare didnt know what to really say. his throat was dry and his pelt felt hot. nervousness wasnt in his DNA, but right now thats all he could really feel, and he hated it with a passion. "its important," he mewed, eyes flickering to everywhere around the den but blazings eyes, but thats the place he kept going back to. he was his best friend - he could be honest with him. he was his friend first, leader second. he could tell him anything. "its about spireflare, i have a confession." he mewed seriously, clearing his throat as he spoke more. "that day, when he found moonpaw out on the territory after being hurt by a badger," he started out, remembering the day clearly. it had been the first time he had ever talked to blazing, full of so much hate and resentment because thats what spireflare fueled him with. it was all bull crap now. "when we were left alone, those moments after we found her, he suggested that we kill her. because she was damaged and she wouldnt be useful to the clan anymore." he confessed. he could remember the anger in his brothers tone when he had told him he wouldnt do it anymore. "i told him no. that i wouldnt watch him kill anymore. because i had watched him do it countless times before," |
Re: WindClan Clearing
Swiftclaw walked out of the warriors den,a loud yawn escaping his mouth as he stretched.The white tom looked t the fresh kill pile,wondering if he should grab something.He wasn't that hungry,so he probably wouldn't be able to finish a whole rabbit.'Ill just relax for today.I haven't been able to in a while.' The white tom thought to himself,going to a quiet place at the edge of the clearing and laying down,letting the hot sun warm his fur.He had been working hard the last few days to try and find food for the clan,and for himself.He wouldn't normally hunt for the clan unless he had to,but most warriors seemed more worried about the upcoming battle than food which meant a bunch of apprentices nagging him about good fighting moves,and warriors about border patrols. At least if he was hunting he had an excuse to why he couldn't help them,and if he got caught he wouldn't have to lie. Swiftclaw closed his yellow eyes,not really thinking about anything.All he wanted to do today was relax.No hunting,or being nagged about things that didn't concern him. ( @Fuzzyfeline ,i hope this is long enough) |
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{Ah don't worry about length I'm fine with shorter replays.} Buttercupbreeze stirred in her sleep as she woke back up. The creamy feline had been so tired after organizing and sending out the dawn patrol she'd decided to get a quick nap. Of course she'd decided to sleep off in a corner of camp as she didn't want to disturb any cat going back into the warriors den and it was a nice day. Standing up Buttercup strached until her legs trembled and her muscles felt relaxed. With that the creamy molly headed over to the fresh kill pile glancing over at the Apprentices' den to see if Shadepaw was up. I'll let her sleep in today she needs rest to. The molly noted to herself walking on. After scanning over the fresh kill pile she decided she wasn't to hungry and not to wast time grabbing a piece of she knew she wouldn't eat it. Swishing her bushy tail behind her Buttercup scanned the clearing out of habitat and spotted a white tom relaxing in the morning sun. Might as well get to know a Clanmate better. With the recent tension and stress in the Clans it'd be good to just talk. The fluffy feline mused as she headed over to the white tom. "Good mornin'." She greeted in a bit softer tone then expected. Again with her voice not wanting to speak up, it'd been doing that lately around cats she didn't really know. Though she was pretty sure she did know him. But what was his name? |
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Swiftclaw opened his eyes as the cat approached him.He was about to close them again and ignore her,but he realized just before he did that it was the deputy.I swear,if she sends me on a patrol."Good morning."He said calmly with no emotion,not wanting to anger the deputy and get in trouble with the leader.He usually wouldn't care,but if he got in trouble,he would have to do more work than he already had to do.The white sat up,curling his tail around his paws.He wiped a paw over his eyes to get rid of the seep.If i just could have been left alone for a few minutes longer,i could have finally gotten some sleep.He had never talked to the deputy face to face,so he wasn't sure exactly how to act around her.Most of the time,he wouldn't listen to anyone,and f it had been a normal warrior approaching him,he would have continued to sleep,but she was a high ranking cat.He decided he should just go with the conversation for a little bit and see what he thought of her.If she got on his nerves to much,he would treat her just like he would treat any other cat. |
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Fleetpaw. Interesting name. Cloudedpaw studied the she-cat, trying to place reason to her name. “Fleet” didn’t exactly give any physical characteristics, other than “fast.” But newborn kits can’t be fast... After a few moments Cloudedpaw glanced away, giving up on trying to figure out why she was called what she was. Maybe her warrior name will make more sense. Though he didn’t have too much information on the she-cat right now. To him, she was another puzzle he had to figure out. An inanimate object. Bad thing for Cloudedpaw to think, because cats were so much more complicated than that. They weren’t simple. Cloudedpaw had yet to find that out though, as he barely spent any time around other cats. And his mentor was one of the most simple cats in the world, so that didn’t help anything socially for the cream-colored tomcat. As she mentioned the birds, his ears perked with interest. “Cardinals? You know bird names?” Cloudedpaw himself was interested in birds. Well, their feathers at least. He liked identifying the feathers, it was a little fun activity for him to do. He had no idea how to distinguish them otherwise. |
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