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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 7, 2008 8:23:23 GMT -5
Ghafula growled, Cheetahpelt hadn't answered his most pressing question. He quit growling and levelled his voice. "What do they patrol for?" he asked, calmly and quietly.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 8, 2008 11:18:14 GMT -5
Cheetahpelt was on edge. He hated being challenged. "To keep intruders out of their territories and to hunt." He flexed his claws and burried his mouse. He stalked noiselessy onward.
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 8, 2008 11:44:01 GMT -5
"Is this one of their territories?" whispered Ghafula.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 9, 2008 1:31:11 GMT -5
"We're getting there." He said, still gliding onward.
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 9, 2008 12:49:58 GMT -5
Ghafula stopped. "Are we deliberately heading into someone else's territory?" That was a no-no in his mind. They already had plenty of hunting area that wasn't others' territory so he saw no need to intrude. At the same time, he felt drawn to the possible excitement of such a situation.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 9, 2008 15:12:46 GMT -5
"Just the border." He assured. "Its where the best prey is."
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 9, 2008 18:24:23 GMT -5
"All right, show the way." At the rate he was growing Ghafula needed several prey a day and he was hungry right at this time, even though he'd just eaten a mouse before.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 9, 2008 22:09:00 GMT -5
Cheetahpelt instantly dropped into the hunter's crouch and slunk forward. Suddenly he shot forth killing a squirrel. "Here." He said throwing the unusually big rodent to Ghafula and Coal, "You two eat it."
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 10, 2008 7:01:21 GMT -5
Ghafula looked down at the squrrel that had been flung at him and landed right on top of his front paws. "Aren't you hungry? I already ate." His stomach at that moment, as if it had ears of its own and had heard his words, growled loudly. Ghafula didn't want to take charity, and when it came to Cheetahpelt, he wasn't sure if the other spotted cat was offering it out of charity or plain kindness. Maybe when they had first met, when he'd been a kit, he would have assumed the best, but time had opened his eyes in less than rosy ways. He waited to see whether Pantherfang would take back his offer--if he didn't, then Ghafula would be more than happy to share the squirrel with Coal.
He looked down--way down, as when he sat he was looking quite tall and thin--at the squirrel with its dead eyes. It would be a shame to waste it, the poor thing had given its life so that they could eat. He didn't want to act like he were taking it for granted.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 10, 2008 21:19:05 GMT -5
(( You said Pantherfang, lol^^ Oh and i'm changing Pantherfang's personality, he's way too mean, lol, i don't have it in me to be THAT mean, hehe))
Cheetahpelt turned. "No, you two eat it. I can go days without food, thats how i live. Besides, i want you two to have enough strength to impress me." He said with a purr of amusement. He had lost his bitter negativity, perhaps he was getting use to company
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 10, 2008 21:54:20 GMT -5
ooc: LOL sorry!!! I guess your username is just tEh K00l.
ic: Ghafula ate his half of the squirrel, though he could have eaten more he would leave the rest for Coal. He sat back up, grooming himself. In between licks of his foreleg, he turned a somewhat critical eye down on Cheetahpelt. "I'm not doing this to impress you, you know. I have my own reasons."
He would not tell him about Rhianna...the one he really wanted to impress. All that he did now was practice for that day when he finally tracked her down, or, by serendipity alone, they met again. Or maybe she would track him down herself...He imagined waking up one morning to find her sitting there staring at him with her magic eyes.
Ghafula wiped the dreamy look from his face and took a last bite of the squirrel.
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 10, 2008 22:28:39 GMT -5
"I see, well i don't think i would be very impressed anyway." He said licking a paw with warrior humor. "Who is it you want to impress? No cat gets that dreamy a look on their face without a she-cat on his mind, and the other way with the she-cats." He said amused.
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 10, 2008 22:44:17 GMT -5
Ghafula was coming to realise that he was not very good at hiding his emotions or thoughts. No matter how he tried to keep it secret, everyone seemed to see it on his face right away. How was it that he was so transparent? "I don't want to disclose...just who she is...she is mysterious and doesn't seem to want to be found. Yet from what she told me, there are forces beyond her control forcing her decision."
The servaltom wandered in a circle, looking skyward. Now that he was talking about her, his tawny paws felt like they barely touched the ground. The effect was a hybrid between a walk , a dance and a stumble. "I'd give anything just to learn what those forces are--and blow them all down." He stopped and turned to look at Cheetahpelt again, unaware of the goofy look of bliss and determination that had crossed his exotic face. "I'll take it all on."
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Post by pantherfang on Mar 11, 2008 19:07:57 GMT -5
Cheetahpelt flicked an ear. "Oh really, well you won't be all that intimidating with that look always on your face." He laughed, "Ah don't worry. It'll work out, i would say to ask for starclan's help, but you probably don't even know who they are."
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Post by wynnyelle on Mar 11, 2008 20:26:49 GMT -5
Ghafula sat back down and faced Cheetahpelt with a slightly hopeless look. "Thanks for the well-wishing but I'm not so sure right now. And no, I don't really know who StarClan are. Who are they?"
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