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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 7, 2006 19:18:28 GMT -5
Whitepelt opened her eyes to see light streaming in from the spaces between the leaves in the trees above. Whitepelt opened her mouth in a wide yawn, her mouth stretching wide showing her pearly white teeth. As she closed her mouth she started to look around. Everything seemed different, but she was not alarmed. She blamed it half heartedly on too much fresh-kill the night before. Wait what did she do the night before? Whitepelt told herself that she was worrying more than she should.
Whitepelt slowly got to her paws, as she got up she noticed a burr in her pelt. She bent her neck around and put her teeth gently around it and pulled every way until it let go. She chuckled to herself, well this was the price for a full fresh-kill pile, no sickness, and peace. Whitepelt thought, well thats a nice price. Not sarcastically at all. Oh, and speaking of fresh-kill, Whitepelt thought to herself, I'm starting to get hungry! Whitepelt started towards the fresh-kill pile, noticing that everything on it was plump and looked delicious. |
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 7, 2006 22:51:04 GMT -5
Cinderheart padded forward to the fresh-kill pile. "Prey running fresh this moon, isn't it! Look at those big mice." She purred, and selected a small finch. "I always save the best for those warriors like you, running about all day..."
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 8, 2006 8:38:02 GMT -5
Whitepelt startled at a voice, then realized she seemed to be pretty nice. Oh yeah! Whitepelt thought to herself this is the Thunderclan medicine cat. She looked at her with her bright blue eyes and tried to sound as cheary as possible.It is tiering work, replied Whitepelt and after a short pause she added, but isn't a medicine cats job hard too?
She looked at the she-cat and admired her, she was a cat very close to StarClan everyone could see. Not in the way that she was dieing, ,because she wasn't , but in a good way. She waited for a reply. |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 8, 2006 12:21:30 GMT -5
Falconwing raised his head. He had been snoozing in the sun. He had finished his hunting for the day and was quite tired. The lanky brown tom had been hunting all the day before as well and had little sleep that night. The tom didn't say anything to any of the cats, just watched and waited to see if one would speak to him. If they didn't, it didn't much matter to him. But if they did he wouldn't be impolite and not answer.
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 10, 2006 15:55:11 GMT -5
While awaiting an answer from the medicine cat she turned her head to Falconwing and noticed that he looked very tired. His brown pelt was not very glossy and his ears and tail kind of drooped. " Well'', Whitepelt said, " And why are you so tired? You look like a mouse has been ruffling your pelt!" She laughed silently at her joke, she thought it was funny. She was always trying to crack jokes, but they just never seemed funny! She looked into his eyes, and became a bit uncomfortable, she didn't know if she was seeing things. But his eyes seemed very dull and sad. She stared at him with pity, waiting for an answer so that she could find out what was troubling him, if anything... |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 10, 2006 16:02:24 GMT -5
Falconwing blinked slowly. He could feel the she-cat's eyes searching his, and the thought made him uncomfortable somehow. "It's nothing to worry about. But i guess you could say a mouse has been messing with me. In the dream world is where this 'mouse' lurks." He said.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Dec 10, 2006 17:13:21 GMT -5
"Yes, it is difficult. But for my mind and senses, and not as much my limbs."
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 10, 2006 21:54:38 GMT -5
[white]Oh o.k. said Whitepelt, I guess memorizing all those herbs takes alot of mind power! After making her comment to Cinderpelt, she realized she hadn't taken her eyes off the brown Tom Falconwing. She quickly turned her head, her cheeks feeling hot. She felt it would be rude to not reply to him, but when she opened her mouth to speak it wouldn't work. Finally, she cleared her throat and managed to let out in a small squeaky voice, Dream world? She really was just looking for someway to hide her embarrassment. Whitepelt quickly selected a mouse from the fresh kill-pile, with her head turned toward it she hoped Falconwing would not see her blushing face.[/white] |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 11, 2006 12:28:30 GMT -5
Falconwing raised an eyebrow at the she-cat’s actions. They he saw her fur prickling in embarrassment. He blinked and watched what prey she chose. Hm. He thought. “Yes…Dream world.” He said slowly, curiosity and a tiny speck of amusement lighting his ruby eyes. The bark colored tom twitched the tip of his tail and shot a sideways look at Cinderheart, not sure if the medicine cat had seen Whitepelt’s actions. “I mean…that’s not all that’s been going on but it’s nothing to get worked up about…” He said, his voice quiet and deep as it normally was. She is quite pretty… He allowed himself to think.
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 11, 2006 17:16:21 GMT -5
Whitepelt herd what Falconwing had said and alowed herself to glance at him. Her fir prickled as she realized him staring at her, so he had seen her reaction... She swallowed as she tried to hold back a thought,but it came bursting through. She had just barely met this Tom, but she felt close to him already. She thought" Maybe, he feels the same way" But Whitepelt did not know. She slowly looked back at her mouse and took another bite, she had a mental picture of the brown tom. Whitepelt did not know how to tell if he liked her or not. She just replied to him, Ok, and, if you...maybe... want to...go hunting together... sometime... you know...just a thought... She cursed herself, that had not come out as a smooth invitation. Now she just hoped Falconwing would accept her offer. She took another bite from the mouse and finished it off. |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 11, 2006 17:22:37 GMT -5
Falconwing blinked slowly and looked into Whitepelt's eyes, doing his own share of searching. "Sure." He said, his eyes lightening slightly. "Where?" He asked.
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 11, 2006 19:39:49 GMT -5
Whitepelt looked into Falconwings eyes with compassion and maybe love, she had only known this tom for a bit but she could sense something about him. She replied, Would you like to go to the great sycamore or snake rocks? After she said that she lifted her tail and touched the tip of his tail with it. She watched to see if he moved or flinched at the touch. |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 12, 2006 15:14:40 GMT -5
Falconwing did not move at all. His eyes started into Whitepelt’s and he blinked slowly at her words, thinking. “Snake rocks if that’s okay.” He said. “Are you done?” He asked. The lanky brown tom got to his paws slowly and looked at Whitepelt expectantly.
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Post by Whitepelt on Dec 12, 2006 17:23:41 GMT -5
Whitepelt was overjoyed that he didnt flinch, with a short smile she said Yes, i'm ready. Whitepelt got to her paws and looked at Falconwing, he is Very handsome she thought. Then she said, when ever you are.[/center] |
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Post by Tears{May}Fall on Dec 12, 2006 17:25:14 GMT -5
"I'm ready." He said, flicking his tail.
(u can start the posty thing^^)
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