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Post by pantherfang on Feb 25, 2008 20:52:44 GMT -5
Cheetahpelt rolled his eyes. "Clans" he started, "are big groups of cats that live together, have their own scent, rule their own territories, fights battles with other clans for whatever reason(s), and look out for eachother. They live by what they call the "warrior code" and must follow it or else. PAH! like that ever happens anymore, clans taking in other clans, weak leaders, cats cross breeding with other clans, its insulting, thats why i left them. I was part of the Thunderclan, a warrior." He took a moment to think, closing his eyes momentarily as if in a trance. "How can you stand living at a farm at ANY time, bleh. How good of a hunter are you?"
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 26, 2008 19:02:56 GMT -5
Ghafula straightened up. He wasn't about to look weak to this other cat who spoke like he had done quite a lot in his life. "Well enough...enough so I don't get too hungry." He wasn't quite ready to abandon the farm, though. To do so might mean he wouldn't be able to be friends with Blizzard and Titch anymore, and he couldn't ever leave them. Blizzard because Blizzard was his very best friend, and Titch because she was not only a friend but really pretty. "So you just wander around too, like me? Without a real place you call home?"
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Post by pantherfang on Feb 26, 2008 21:27:43 GMT -5
"I told you" he said "i rule my own territory, but i you mean sociably, then no." He briefly looked away "I must admit, it does get a bit onely, but theres nothing to be done about that." Cheetahpelt flicked an ear
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 27, 2008 8:22:37 GMT -5
Did that mean he wanted Ghafula gone? Well, if that was what he'd prefer then he could go. This cat was nowhere near as friendly as Blizzard was at any rate. "Well, if it gets lonely then what you need is maybe just a couple of good friends."
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Post by pantherfang on Feb 27, 2008 21:20:38 GMT -5
"Good friends...." he pondered the statement as though this term had no meaning to him, as if he coldn't comprehend it. 'I had friends once, close friends,you could even call them family-" He cut off slightly "But i was wrong, one day they joined a little rouge group and were ordered to kill me as a final test of obedience.... they tried without hesitation. I was drivin into a rushing river, and they thought the killed me and they still think am dead to this day." Cheetahpelt let out a mrrow of bitter laughter "I was such a fool, they stuck by me after i let my clan, i was so lost and alone,and i thought they provided my life a second chance.... but for what..."
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 27, 2008 21:25:48 GMT -5
Ghafula was shaken by the story. "That's terrible! How could they do that to you-=how could they live with themselves?" He was moved by pity for this cat who had had to endure such a deep betrayal. "How can they wake up every day and live with it?"
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Post by pantherfang on Feb 27, 2008 23:07:59 GMT -5
"They're just that type i guess...." sorrow flashed in the tom's eyes "but whats done is done, i'm alive, so it isnt all bad, i just need to find a goal. But anyway.... I don't think i ever caught your name." Cheetahpelt's negativity decreased after recalling his tragic history.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 27, 2008 23:46:41 GMT -5
"Ghafula," said the gawky, gangly kit. He squirmed slightly with unease, but felt less fearful of this tom than he had before. "What's yours?"
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Post by pantherfang on Feb 28, 2008 21:40:24 GMT -5
"Cheetahpelt...." Cheetahpelt stood up as though waking up from a week of sleep. "Well, nice meeting you, Ghafula. I had better get to my own territory before i cause any more distress. Happy hunting to you and your friends." With that he leapt from the fence with a certain wild grace and padded toward the side of the distant forest.
((OOC: *to anyone whos interested* I'll be in "Cheetah's Pride-lands" now))
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 28, 2008 22:56:43 GMT -5
ooc: Cool.
ic: "Bye...happy hunting to you too." Ghafula watched him go and figured that meant he wasn't welcome to follow, but that was okay by him. The young kit leaped off the fence in the other direction and headed towards the farm.
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Post by coalfur on Feb 29, 2008 18:37:52 GMT -5
OOC:KK sorry ive been gone so long. My computer crashed and it took longer than i thought to fix it.
IC: Coal watched the two toms disappear over the fence. WIth a sigh she shot a look at the she-cat and padded back to her masters house. She slipped inside her house and wth one last look out the unmelting clear ice settled back down with her kits.
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Post by wynnyelle on Feb 29, 2008 22:16:22 GMT -5
Ghafula came back around that way later on, wondering if Cheetahpelt had returned. He felt bad for him and kind of wished he had gone with him, but the older tom hadn't exactly invited him to.
He caught a chipmunk in Coal's backyard, and after he had eaten it, he curled up in a bush and rested a while.
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Post by coalfur on Mar 1, 2008 1:17:11 GMT -5
Coal watched as the tom curled under the bush in her garden. Sighing she flet her heart melt at the big eared tom. She slid out threw a gap in the frozen ice and padded towards the bush. Bending down she whispered into the bushes, "Good night." THen with out hesatation she piveted and trotted back to her house.
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 1, 2008 16:10:18 GMT -5
Ghafula reponded with a "Good night..." but by then she was gone. "People come and go quickly here," he said to himself before curling up for a nap.
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Post by coalfur on Mar 1, 2008 16:48:52 GMT -5
Coal woke with a yawn from her nap. Her kits squealed with displeasure as she dislodged herself and siddled out the gap that was all ways left open in the stiff ice. She padded to the bush where she had left the strange tom and found him sleeping. Sitting down a couple tail lenths away she began to groom herself, washing away the dirt and grime of the past move. She waited quietly for the tom to wake up.
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