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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 13, 2007 17:41:35 GMT -5
OOC: This thread is temporarily closed to all but Rain and me.
Dawnstorm padded carefully forward, following the condensing ThunderClan scents. It made her nervous to be in foreign territory, but it was stupid to act on that. Firstly, she had to get Amberheart home and make sure that the ThunderClanner didn't collapse out alone. Secondly, she was often just as nervous in her own reed-bank den back at her camp. At least any confrontations here would be strictly business.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 14, 2007 14:13:05 GMT -5
Amberheart walked slowly, limping in an odd sort of way. She wished it would hurry up and heal. She looked around and smelled the air; they were in the Great Sycamore. 'Wait a second...' She thought looking in the direction they were going. Aberheart stopped walking and got up her courage to say something she had to. "Umm..." She meowed pointing her tail to the right of her. "We should be going that way." ThunderClan camp was right of the Great Sycamore.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Aug 14, 2007 20:02:32 GMT -5
Ooc:
Midnightfang:You there, the depressed looking one!
*Both of them turn*
Midnightfang: T______________T
XD I'm just showing off... Don't mind me...
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Post by sourmapl3 on Aug 14, 2007 23:31:48 GMT -5
OOC: Lol Middy.
(:
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Aug 15, 2007 22:54:39 GMT -5
OOC: XD Sorry this is short:
As the other cat spoke, Dawnstorm was momentarily terrified of her starting a conversation. But as she talked, the RiverClanner could sense that this cat was almost as shy as Dawnstorm herself. "Okay." Her voice was tight as she replied, but not quite as shaky as usual. Strange; being around someone like herself made everything much easier.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Sept 1, 2007 12:15:05 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry it's taken forever to post. Been busy.
Amberheart changed coarse still limping making sure that the herbs stayed on her side. Well it was much more easily being around a cat that didn't mind not talking. Made life easy, made her sorry good for nothing life easy. It's not like she wanted it to be that way. She didn't have any control over it and it just went down hill. It seemed as though no cat wanted to be her friend in her clan, but she wasn't about to leave it, it was her only home and would be her only home forever.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 1, 2007 22:03:11 GMT -5
Dawnstorm wanted to say something about how different this was, but her throat clogged up with just the thought of voicing an opinion. Okay, so maybe not that different. At least Amberheart wasn't trying to suddenly become friends. The once-beautiful RiverClanner wanted this moment to last; the chirping of birds in ThunderClan's forest, the rustling of the wind in the leafy trees, it all made such an exquisitely loud silence. It wasn't awkward, no one expected anything of her, she could be calm. And yet she wasn't completely alone. There was another cat here. It was as if she was wishing so fiercely for the moment not to end that her body decided to take an action. Her legs suddenly refused to move. She almost panicked. The cat would surely notice, surely say something, surely make everything worse. She couldn't keep her fear out of her eyes, but the more she wanted to move the more her legs seemed stuck. It wasn't that the muscle was evading her brain's control; her subconscious simply took over. The more she fought, the weaker her legs seemed to become. She knew that if she continued to try to move they would simply stop holding her up, but her mind wouldn't calm down.
OOC: Mental break down, bound to happen at some point to poor Dawnstorm.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 3, 2007 21:28:22 GMT -5
OOC: Rain? *Bumpeth*
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