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Post by reedfoot on Apr 18, 2006 20:14:46 GMT -5
Blackfeather finished his mouse and purred when she came down next to him. He looked around, wondering what he should do then.
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Post by Marly on Apr 20, 2006 20:28:55 GMT -5
Cloverleaf took a deep breath. Soon silverpelt would be outreaching in the sky, as the sun was setting, she couldn't help but think what a wonderful sight it was. "Isn't it beautiful at this time of day?" she said, orange eyes glinting from the setting sun, back to Blackfeather. A content smile hung off her gorgeous tortishell maw.
OOC: sorry i didn't reply sooner!
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Post by reedfoot on Apr 22, 2006 16:45:59 GMT -5
ooc: S'okay.
IC: Blackfeather nodded in agreement, looking up at Silverpelt. He was thinking about his sister in Riverclan, wondering what she was doing.....he shook his head once, shaking himself back into reality. He looked at she-cat.
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Post by Marly on Apr 23, 2006 20:41:41 GMT -5
Cloverleaf took a deep breath, sides heaving as she did so. She was tired, not that she had done much today, just patching the camp walls. She sat up, gazing over to the warriors den, "I think i'm going to call it a night..." she said, getting to her mottled paws, she turned back, giving Blackfeather a small lick between the ears, "night.." she said playfully, trekking over to the warriors den, where she slowly entered the dark nest.
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Post by reedfoot on Apr 23, 2006 20:54:01 GMT -5
"Uh...a-ah....good night...." Blackfeather meowed, not knowing what else to say. He watched her disappear into the warriors' den.
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Post by Marly on Apr 23, 2006 21:37:46 GMT -5
The pretty tortishell she-cat circled some moss, thinking of her childhood, no reason why, trying hard to remember her family, perhaps that's the reason she wanted a family, could it be because she hadn't really had when before? She soon felt her black eye lids weigh down with sleep, it wasn't long until she gave in.
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Post by reedfoot on Apr 24, 2006 19:45:01 GMT -5
Blackfeather stayed outside for a while, gazing up at Silverpelt. He thought about the day's events. He thought about the unsuccessful hunt, talking and eating with Cloverleaf...he basically just thought about everything from the time he woke up to that very moment.
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Post by Marly on Apr 26, 2006 0:30:49 GMT -5
(Should we skip to the next morning, or just kidna have them kinda meet on patrols and such in other boards?)
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Post by reedfoot on Apr 26, 2006 14:30:00 GMT -5
(Uhm.......)
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Post by Marly on May 2, 2006 16:10:04 GMT -5
(that's not much of an answer xD)
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Post by reedfoot on May 2, 2006 16:47:37 GMT -5
(I know, I'm so helpful aren't I? ^^; Um....let's skip to the next morning..)
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Post by Marly on May 3, 2006 13:41:34 GMT -5
(oh, ok)
NEXT MORNING(part 1. xp) ---------------------------------------------------
Clovereaf lay as a multi-colored lump of fur, a tight little ball. An ear twitched as she started to wake, she knew the sun was up, as she could see the light through her closed lids. She rollled over on her back, as light filtered into the warriors den, she opened an amber eye slowly, one at a time, trying to adjust to the light. By the looks of it, it seemed like a warm spring day. She stretched her mottled legs out on her bed of moss, tingy orange orbs now open, she peered around, wondering if she was the only one left in the den.
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Post by reedfoot on May 3, 2006 14:57:13 GMT -5
In fact, she was not alone. A little ways off was a sleeping black lump of fur. The lump of fur, who was obviously Blackfeather, twitched and mewed a few times in his sleep. It would take a while for him to wake up.
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Post by Marly on May 3, 2006 22:47:14 GMT -5
Cloverleaf's black throat let out a small purr as she saw she wasn't alone, she even fancied her company, even if he was asleep. She didn't mind, staring at him, as his sides slowly heaved up and down. She could tell the sleek tom was sleeping. She couldn;t help but scoot a but closer, taking in his warm scents. Sat sat about a rat tail form his face, laying her soft skull down, staring ahead, she decided to take a step back, as not to creep him out..
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Post by reedfoot on May 4, 2006 14:47:45 GMT -5
Blackfeather stretched out in his sleep, so he didn't look so much like a lump anymore...more like a blob. He continued sleeping peacefully.
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