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Post by .Whitey. on Sept 8, 2007 16:28:09 GMT -5
Echoriver twitched her tail. I doubt that /rogueClan will welcome you back and besides.... what if they try to move in on another clan or worse? she mewed sharing a glance at Willowpaw.
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 8, 2007 17:10:39 GMT -5
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm sat silently, watching and listening to the other cats without a word. His amber eyes were glued to Dewstar and Midnightfang. There was no point saying anything until he was asked for his opinion on the matter, although his brown pelt bristled slightly at Midnightfang's suggestions, He still reamined silent though.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 9, 2007 12:38:16 GMT -5
Dewstar growled slightly at Thistlemoon’s attempt to clam her, it didn’t work. She stood, pelt bristled on end. If those dirty vermin ever set foot in another Clan I’m going to kill them myself! She snarled fiercely, her blue pools turning into a churning ocean of pure hatred. The leader whipped around and stalked off towards the gorse tunnel, her tail lashing furiously.
Midnightfang flinched at harshness of her words. Dewstar... He breathed, worry touching his voice. He bowed his head slightly and looked up again. You all will have to excuse her; she’s obviously been through a lot. He mewed wisely, his yellow gaze following the last trace of her angry movements before she disappeared out the camp entrance.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Sept 9, 2007 13:32:59 GMT -5
Willowpaw flantend her ears. What would happen if ShadowClan tried taking back their territory and didn't suceed? Would ShadowClan live in ThunderClan for ever? Or would the Clans agree to splitting the territory so that ShadowClan would have a place to stay? She clossed her eyes tiredly. Cinderheart was getting so tired to where Willowpaw didn't want her to keep working till she had the energy again to help everyone. She realized how hard it was to be a MedicineCat some times with no one to help you, but that was before Willowpaw was even an apprentice. Quietly, Willowpaw sent a silent prayer to StarClan.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 9, 2007 17:40:04 GMT -5
Lilypaw pouted, her play having been interrupted. She was too much a kit to listen to her elders' conversing, and was frustrated that Cricketkit took the time to pay attention to the talk. "C'mon," she whispered in the other's ear. She shifted from paw to paw, watching him and waiting for his move. Her beautifully cute eyes watched him, half to keep track of him moves and half to beg him to play with her. She had been so bored.
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Post by Red Ace Solitaire on Sept 10, 2007 9:16:54 GMT -5
(( She can't shuffle from foot to foot, I've got her pinned down with my paws on either side of her head. I kind of.. flipped over in the post. =) ))
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Post by .Whitey. on Sept 10, 2007 10:23:10 GMT -5
ooc: wait O.o Echoriver was the one talking to Dewstar... so how come its Thistlemoon xDDD
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Sept 10, 2007 14:54:07 GMT -5
Ooc: Thistlemoon tried to calm her down on the last page, and her words were referring to Echo's comment.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 10, 2007 17:38:06 GMT -5
OOC: Ah, I'm confused!
Lilykit used her paws to push Cricketkit away, backing up. She didn't stay still for more than half a moment, immediately lunging at Cricketkit and trying to push him over. She let out a squeaky fake hiss and narrowed her usually huge orbs. She almost wasn't able to rest, constantly in motion to try to reach her goal.
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 10, 2007 19:03:50 GMT -5
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm looked down at the kits with a smile, his amber eyes glowing warmly. His gaze turned up to Midnightfang for a moment before around at the other cats in the small group. 'She Has, As Well As The Rest Of The Clan, I'm Sure We Will Be Strong Enough To Fight Back Our Territory Soon,' He meowed to the thunderclan deputy, his claws digging into the soil beneath his paws.
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Post by Red Ace Solitaire on Sept 11, 2007 18:24:27 GMT -5
Cricketkit was easily knocked over. He was distracted now.. Clumsily, he stood on his back two legs, deciding simply to fall on his attacker. So, with a sigh, trying to concentrate, he let his weight topple towards her.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Sept 11, 2007 18:39:12 GMT -5
Lilykit squeaked and tried to move out of the way, but her falling companion's weight had shifted onto her and she was pinned down. She struggled pawing at Cricketkit as if she were scratching his fur, just without the claws. She was slightly disappointed; her new playmate wasn't as energetic wrestling with her as he had been when he had leaped at her mother.
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