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Post by `s қ y . x x on Aug 31, 2007 20:34:54 GMT -5
.Lilypaw.
Lilypaw sat down under the shade of a near by tree, watching Thunderclan move around with shadowclan just seeming to stay in one spot in the camp. Lilypaw's white fur was giving off small cream ripples down her tail as the narrow rays of light that shined through the branches above glowed down the snowy white furs. The young she-cat looked across the camp towards the medicine cat's den, then back towards the Shadowclan cats. She wished someone would stop and talk to her. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 12, 2007 20:38:02 GMT -5
Spitfire of ShadowClan[/center][/b] The black tom was sitting in the shadows at the edge of the ThunderClan camp. His amber eyes were disapproving as he glanced around the camp. No shadows, an easy to break through camp wall, and all this sunlight filtering through and lighting everthing up? Was this seriously a camp?! His long, hooked claws were unsheathed, tearing at the hard packed dirt in his resentment to stay here. One of his legs was missing a claw, torn out in the battle against the rogues that had taken ShadowClan territory as their own. Still more anger flooded his eyes, and suddenly he was up and stalking forward, out of the shadows, to escape his sudden urge to kill. The ShadowClan cat was in such a hurry that he bumped into a small white cat. Annoyed, he shook himself and glared at the she-cat. An apprentice, obviously. [/size] |
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Sept 13, 2007 8:15:14 GMT -5
Another black tom sat near his Clanmate, thinking the same thing as Spitfire. He glared at all the other cats, blaming them that the rogues had taken ShadowClan's territory.
BLazefang sighed. Who was he to blame them, anyway? It wasn't their fault. One day though, he and his CLanmates would get revenge on those savage rogues. They would see....someday.
ooc-bleah -.-
Feeling sucky, hence the sucky post.
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 13, 2007 16:10:51 GMT -5
.Lillypaw.
Lillypaw jumped slightly when spitfire ran into her. 'S..S..Sorry,' She meowed and moved out of the warrior's way. Lillypaw stood there for a moment before bounding off towards the apprentices Den in slight fright of the tom's angry look. She really was a coward at times.
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm yawned from his place not far from Blazefang and Spitfire. His eyes burnt with anger, although his could be hidden more than shown in anger at the cats that had welcomed them till they were up on their paws again. Oakstorm got to his paws and stalked over to Blazefang. 'You Ok There Blazefang?' he asked, sitting down again. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 13, 2007 18:18:48 GMT -5
Spitfire of ShadowClan
The warrior glared after the apprentice. Jeez, weren't ThunderClan supposed to be brave? He clawed the ground with what was left of his sharp claws, missing the claw he had lost. His amber eyes swept the clearing once more, falling on Blazefang, a ShadowClan warrior, and Oakstorm, the ShadowClan deputy. Rising to his paws, he padded over to his Clanmates. I can't stand the presence of ThunderClan a bit longer. Can we go out on the territory and do something? I wouldn't mind a walk along our territory's border. He emphasized "our" in his sentence, missing his territory deeply. I wouldn't mind clawing a dang rogue's head off he mumbled, gazing angrily at his remaining claws. |
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 13, 2007 22:06:07 GMT -5
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm nodded, looking up at Spitfire as he joined them. 'Sounds Good To Me.' Oakstorm got to his paws, streaching his long legs forward in an arch. Oakstorm looked at spitfire for a moment before smiling. 'Me Too, One Of Those Traitorous Cats Could 'Mistakenly' fall into my claws by its throat' he meowed. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 16, 2007 13:03:39 GMT -5
Spitfire
Needing no further encouragement, Spitfire unsheathed his claws and stalked towards the exit of the ThunderClan camp. Wherever the closest border to ShadowClan territory is only StarClan knows he threw over his shoulder at Oakstorm. Darn dry territory he spat as he halted outside the camp. The dry ground displeased his paws greatly, as he was more used to ShadowClan's marshy land. |
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 16, 2007 17:32:52 GMT -5
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm growled, nodding enthusiasticly. He pelted after Spitfire, his fur brimmed with the light. it felt like fire and he hated it. 'Here Here' He growled as he reached Spitfire, catching those last words. 'The territory is that way' He growled after scenting the air. Oakstorm pointing towards the north of the camp, starting to pad towards it. |
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Post by aemin on Sept 16, 2007 17:50:44 GMT -5
Spitfire
The tom eagerly turned and padded after his deputy, catching up to him in a mere five strides. He spat as he felt the ground tug at his claws and unwillingly retracted them. Darn ground he spat angrily, stumbling slightly on the unfamiliar dirt. Which way now?
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Post by `s қ y . x x on Sept 17, 2007 16:49:38 GMT -5
.Oakstorm.
Oakstorm grinned, pointing forward as the ground started to slightly become more damp. 'We are close to the thunderpath, so our territory isn' too far away' He meowed, continuing.
((New Post Do You Say?)) |
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Post by aemin on Sept 18, 2007 19:19:32 GMT -5
((Yeah. Look for a post at... hmmm... the Owl Tree I guess. Since it's close to Fourtrees, it should be near the new ShadowClan border.))
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