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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 6, 2006 21:42:10 GMT -5
Midnightfang carried his small kit into the wooded area. The wind whispered softly only followed by a gust of wind that made his daughter cry in fear.
-Private thread for the following: Dessie, Cookie, Cindy, Midnight, and Krystina.- |
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Post by shadowkit on Nov 6, 2006 22:08:16 GMT -5
Sapphiremoon followed, another kit in her jaws. Her ears pricked and she studied the scenery. Dropping the kit, she asked Midnightfang "What now?"
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 7, 2006 16:09:31 GMT -5
"You have to stay here with them. They're just about the age for weaning. Cinderheart will help any way she can." Midnightfang answered. It was hard for him to give them up.
Purekit's eyes were squinty and she couldn't tell what she saw. Only that, she was in some wierd place. It didn't smell like home. |
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Nov 7, 2006 16:27:07 GMT -5
Thistlekit let out a mew of confusion. Why were the comfortable feelings suddenly gone?
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 12, 2006 18:56:47 GMT -5
Midnightfang rubbed against Desertstar's flank.
Purekit cried out to her parents. She was so scared. |
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Nov 12, 2006 21:14:03 GMT -5
Desertstar's head and tail drooped. She licked each one of her kits. "I will always love you", she whispered to them.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Nov 15, 2006 7:19:40 GMT -5
Nightkit's ears flicked about and through her slowly opening eyes she thought she could see shapes. But she didn't like the,m, because they were so menacing. The tiny black kitpressed against Purekit comfortingly, and gave a little call to thistlekit. She couldn't sense home, and it addled her sense, so she couldn't find her parents.
[shall Haunted come?]
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 15, 2006 19:37:37 GMT -5
Purekit pressed her muzzle into Nightkit's flank.
[Yeah] |
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Post by {//.Ð € SS Î €.\\} on Nov 15, 2006 20:26:03 GMT -5
Thistlekit let out a little whine. He was a bit frightened by this.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 16, 2006 18:31:41 GMT -5
Cinderheart gave the kit a comforting lick. She tried to act like she wasn't worried and sad, but it barely worked. She controled her impulse to grab the poor kits and race back to camp. It's okay," she murmered softly. She turned to Desertstar and Midnightfang. "Don't be worried for them. I'll take perfect care of them; I can even help tell them when it is time. They'll be used to my ThunderClan scent, anyway. That may help them trust ThunderClan."
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Nov 16, 2006 22:14:00 GMT -5
A lithe shape slunk through the forest. Hauntedstar paused, and flicked an ear. He could hear kittens squealing. He would never admitt it, but he had a soft spot for kittens. The muscular, slender tom slipped into the clearing, and glanced around. He had black eyes, and looked like no other cat in the forest.
"What is going on here?"
Nightkit knew a hero when she heard him. She stumbled tworads him, becuase he sounded like someone she owuld like, but mainly becuase there was somethign reassuring about his scent to the tiny kitten.
Hauntedstar glanced down at the black kitten, and gently nudged her back tworads her parents. Then he turned, cold consise eyes to the grown cats. There was soemthign harsh about everything he did excep with the kit.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 17, 2006 18:05:14 GMT -5
Cinderheart padded forward calmly, her scent showing that she delt with herbs often. She looked a true medicine cat, ready and willing to do anything to keep others safe. She wasn't too sure about this cat. She went by, 'Untrustworthy until proven trustworthy', as well as 'Innocent until proven guilty'.
"Why are you here?" she meowed in a polite tone. She didn't sound exactly welcoming, but there was a kind edge to her voice.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 17, 2006 18:34:57 GMT -5
Midnightfang let out a low growl. His ears fell back."Yes what're you doing here?" he repeated. He lashed his tail angrily.
Purekit nudged closer to her father. She refused to go anywhere without him and her mother. Her voice welled out of her jaws. It was a scared, mournful cry. She was frightened by the sudden smell. It was different and eiree than her family's scent. |
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Nov 17, 2006 18:41:49 GMT -5
OOC: Can I bring in my new charrie, Thunderstorm? He's a nomadic loner... ((He has no territory, and doesn't want to))
Cinderheart flicked her tail to Midightfang, the gesture ment to mean 'calm down', though it could aslo mean 'back up'. Same implication, either way. She didn't want this to get violent, nor did she want the secret to get out.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Nov 17, 2006 19:01:06 GMT -5
[Sure]
Midnightfang stepped back. His ears still laid back he sat and scooted his kit closer to him. |
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