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Post by catsrule on Jun 20, 2008 11:14:48 GMT -5
Winterpaw sat undr a bush away from the other apprentices. A mouse lay in front of her ready to be eaten. She took a small bite of the mouse. It's body was still warm from life and the death blow still fresh from a warriors claws. Winterpaw thought nothing of the delicious details of the mouse it was just food and she needed it to survive it was nothing more than that. However Winterpaw knew that it was more than that. This mouse had had a family more than likely and it might have had tiny mouse kits of its own. What gave them the right to take this mouse away from it children? Winterpaw scrunched up her nose what was she thinking? They had to have food to survive it was just the circle of life. Her gaze flickered from the mouse to look at the rest of the camp. Her eyes stopped as they spotted Duskfire the cat wasnt liked by much of the clan and was sitting away from the rest of the clan just like her.
Duskfire felt eyes watching him and looked up. He stared straight at Winterpaw his spirit burning brightly in his gaze. A gust of wind blew and he raised his head and let the wind blow his fur as he closed his eyes.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Jun 20, 2008 22:31:03 GMT -5
The muscular chocolate brown tom padded over to Winterpaw, his green eyes looked at her pure white fur, neat as ever. He hadn't groomed his fur and wished he had, as his face grew hot when she looked at him, but was instead looking behind him at Duskfire. He liked her, as strange as it sounded, and he wanted to be with her, but how could he ever tell her? He licked his ruffled chest, embaressed a bit. "Hey Winterpaw. How's training going?" He asked, wondering if she would like to train with her. He was sure that Volumeheight, her mentor would not mind.
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Post by catsrule on Jun 21, 2008 8:40:23 GMT -5
Winterpaw looked up at Buffalo her fur growing hot in emberssment hoping she looked okay. Though she knew she was different from the others she had alway secretly liked the tom. "Its going ok...how about your training? Your mentors Duskfire isnt it?" She meowed sitting up. She was purring very softly so he wouldnt hear.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Jun 21, 2008 9:01:34 GMT -5
Buffalopaw purred gently. "Yeah. It's going great!" He meowed. He flicked his tail to Duskfire, asking for his mentor to come over. But first he had to see if she wanted to. "You want to go train with us? I could ask Volumeheight for you." He meowed generously. His tail thumped on the ground excitedly, he couldn't hide the fact that he really wanted to be with her.
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Volumeheight, who couldn't help over hearing, padded over to his apprentice and her den mate. His white fur was sleek and the orange stripe on his back glowed in the sunlight. "Training huh?" He meowed, waiting for Duskfire to come over. He layed his white tail over his paws and waited for Winterpaw's response.
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Post by catsrule on Jun 21, 2008 9:18:36 GMT -5
"Sure!" Winterpaw meowed and turned to Volumeheight with pleading eyes. She knew she wasnt the best behaved apprentice but she really wanted to train with Buffalopaw. "Please Volumeheight?" she meowed. Duskfire rose to his feet and walked over to his apprentice staying on his side that was farthest away from Volumeheight. he looked down at Buffalopaw waiting for what his apprentice wanted to say.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Jun 21, 2008 10:02:55 GMT -5
Volumeheight flicked his apprentice's ear gently with his tail. "If Duskfire says it's okay." He purred. He looked at the tom, wondering why he sat so far away but didn't let it bother him.
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Buffalopaw looked up at Duskfire, jumping up and his tail waving excitedly. "Can we?" He meowed. He probably should have seen if it was okay with him first, before asking Winterpaw. But that was over with now and he was asking him here, wasn't he?
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Post by catsrule on Jun 21, 2008 19:22:23 GMT -5
"Fine just calm down" Duskfire meowed. He looked at Winterpaw "I will not slow down just because your with us so keep up or get left" he meowed sternly. Duskfire was not a slow paced cat at all and he wouldnt be slowing down just because his apprentices little crush was going along. Winterpaw glared at him. "You'll be the one having to keep up with me" she meowed fiercly. Winterpaw knew Duskfire's attitude and she knew she would have been better off keeping her trap shut but she just couldnt.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Jun 23, 2008 19:56:21 GMT -5
[ Um .... Can you please start the thread? I've been somewhat busy lately. ]
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Post by catsrule on Jun 24, 2008 9:51:50 GMT -5
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