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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 5, 2007 22:15:18 GMT -5
Daggerpaw snorted at Softheart and turned. He padded off towards the apprentice den.
"A little ruffain?" Softheart asked quietly looking at Dreamcloud.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Jul 5, 2007 23:24:34 GMT -5
Blizzardkit just watched as the conversation went on. His eyes searching.
Amberheart licked her paw and swiped it over her head. "It seems so." She meowed calmly not trying to be modest or anything, just speaking her mind.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 5, 2007 23:39:38 GMT -5
Softheart nodded. "Doesn't seem much if you ask me." He mrowed. He gave his chest a lick.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Jul 5, 2007 23:49:16 GMT -5
Blizzardkit began to wander off and explore some near by bushes. He pretented that he was exploring a hugh forest. As he fought his way through.
Amberheart stayed silent, her toung lost for words as she was more the one who didn't talk alot. she kept on with washing her face.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 6, 2007 0:26:41 GMT -5
Softheart smirked at he watch Blizzardkit. He sofly padded over and jumped over to where he was in front of Blizzardkit. As soon as the kit would take another step forward he would see Softheart crouched in a pounce.
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Post by sourmapl3 on Jul 6, 2007 13:51:03 GMT -5
Blizzardkit took a paw steep foward in his journy only to see a cat ready to attack him! He yowled in fright and stumbled back on his paws. "I'm under attack!" He yowled once again ducking behind a bush, waiting to see if the cat would attack him.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Jul 6, 2007 14:50:39 GMT -5
'You could say that. His father is missing though. He;s my mates son.' Dreamcloud meowed, looking sadly at the leaving Daggerpaw then looking up toward the sky.
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Post by bryannajean on Jul 6, 2007 22:16:02 GMT -5
Flowerpelt continued to watch. She really did'nt have anything to say. She yawned, she was bored. She layed down oon the ground.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 6, 2007 23:00:52 GMT -5
Instead of pouncing by Blizzarkit, Softheart pounced from the bush landing right by Flowerpelt. He looked at Flowerpelt and grinned broadly.
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Post by bryannajean on Jul 6, 2007 23:16:08 GMT -5
Flowerpelt was about to go to sleep when she felt someone jump on her. She looked up and she saw it was Softheart. She pounced on him back and laughed.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 7, 2007 0:04:06 GMT -5
Midnightfang padded through the camp entrance with a plump thrush clamped between his strong jaws. He dropped the prey into the fresh-kill pile and stretched lavishly, enjoying the warmth of the recent weather. His lantern-like pools settled on a group of cats. Interested, the deputy trotted over to them. Greetings. He meowed, sitting down and licking his muzzle.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 7, 2007 0:10:56 GMT -5
Softheart looked at Midnightfang. "Oh umm..." He scammbled out from Flowerpelt and looked back at Midnightfang. "My apologies." He meowed dipping his head to Flowerpelt, trying to be a little more serouis. He dipped his head to Midnightfang respectfully before saying, "Permission to speak, sir?" He asked. He stood up straight, slim body looking taller than he really was, and looked at Midnightfang.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 7, 2007 0:18:41 GMT -5
Permission granted. He meowed, a tint of humor hidden in his words. His muscles rippled under his sleek jet-black fur as he awaited an answer.
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Post by Daggerpaw on Jul 7, 2007 0:31:33 GMT -5
OOC: All playful and now all serouis. lol
Softheart heard the faint tint of humor, but ignored it. "I'm Softheart, minor loner, and I have the pleasure of meeting?" He mrowed. He dipped low, showing complete respect to Midnightfang. His ruffled black fur wasn't shinning or anything, it was dirty from all the playing and traveling he had down that day. All that looked good was his emrald green eyes, now hidden from view.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Jul 7, 2007 0:38:42 GMT -5
I am Midnightfang, deputy of ThunderClan. What brings to our territory, Softheart? He inquired, his voice showed no aggression and only revealed friendly authority. The black tom lifted his skull above the group to survey the camp, but then let his golden gaze rest on the loner once more.
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