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Post by *~Sunny~* on May 12, 2006 20:28:49 GMT -5
Autumnstar once again jumped upon the highrock and called out the familiar words for the clan meeting. The death of Nightkit was still a shock, but she wasn't as tired as usual. Maybe anger gave her strength.
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Post by shadowkit on May 12, 2006 20:35:54 GMT -5
Maplepaw ran up to the Rock and sat down,her tail twitching.Maybe I'll get a mentor today! she thought.
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Post by [F]irekee on May 13, 2006 0:32:11 GMT -5
Moonstorm walked out of the warriors den, roused from his nap by the leaders call. he cast his gaze around, wondering what this meeting was about
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Post by *~Sunny~* on May 13, 2006 10:31:21 GMT -5
Autumnstar noticed that most where there and began, "Maplepaw needs a mentor. Fawnpelt, you will be her mentor." Once they had touched noses and backed away, she cleared her throat and spoke again, "A tragic thing has happened. Many of you know Touslepelt. He had come back and killed Nightkit."
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on May 13, 2006 13:56:38 GMT -5
Destinypaw looked up at her leader with big eyes, fear going down her spine as she made a mental note to ask Phantomwind about this 'Touslepelt'. [/size]
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Post by Marly on May 13, 2006 14:21:43 GMT -5
Oakheart departed from the other cats, trotting over towards the high rock at Autumnstar's call. He nodded a congradulations to Maplepaw and Fawnpelt, wondering if he'd get an apprentice anytime soon? then again, he was still new. His head turned back to his leader, gergeous azure optics held a sadness, yet again hearing the words of Nightkit's demise, it was a tragic thing, esspeacially for Nightwind and Frostflower, even if Frostflower wasn't his real mother, he knew she still cared for the little kit. This Touselpelt would have to be delt with, perhaps in more ways then one? The chocolate tom's expression changed just thinking about the rouge, leaving a wreched taste in his mouth. He shook away the thoughts, concerning on the good, apprentices, he knew there where many currently. The young tom sat back down 'pon his haunches of chesnut, tail neatly wrapping around his sides, the cream tip twitched back and fourth steadily.
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Post by ::Fawn:: on May 13, 2006 15:10:45 GMT -5
"Hi." Fawnpelt meowed to Maplepaw. "We'll start training tomorrow. I have to go on a hunting patrol right now. See you later."
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Post by shadowkit on May 14, 2006 16:06:47 GMT -5
"ok!"mewed Maplepaw exitedly
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Post by tawnyclaw on May 14, 2006 16:28:00 GMT -5
Rowanclaw blinked up at his leader. He wondered where tawnyclaw was. She hadn't been back to camp for a while. The tom let a small yowl of concern escape his throat.
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Post by [F]irekee on May 14, 2006 21:31:38 GMT -5
moonstorm swiveled his silver head at the source of the yowl, turning his head on it's side, "is something wrong?" he asked Rowanclaw
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 14, 2006 23:15:42 GMT -5
Phantomwind's hackles rose. He did not lke Touselpelt, and his claws had told the otehr cat so last time they had met. He narrowed his dazzeling blue green eys, and twitched his black and white pelt.
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Post by *~Sunny~* on May 15, 2006 10:15:12 GMT -5
"I'm taking a patrol out to find Touslepelt and make sure he stays away. The cat's going are: Oakheart, Nightstorm, Moonstorm, Myself, and..." Her gaze wandered around the camp. One apprentice was to be taken, "And Destinypaw. Phantomwind, you are in charge. Make sure no one enters the camp unless they are Riverclan."
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on May 15, 2006 16:58:22 GMT -5
Phantomwind nodded. He knew he wouldn't be going along, no matter how badly he wanted to rip that ... erm, female dog up. He frowned slightly. He did not doubt his apprentice, but wasn't sure if she was ready to hunt for touselpelt. But he never questioned his leaders word, so he just nodded and stood up to acknowlegde his position as surrogate comander of the clan.
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Post by Marly on May 16, 2006 17:43:16 GMT -5
Oakheart felt relieved when his name had been called, he had asked Autumnstar the earlier morning if he could be one of the ones to take a peice out of the flea bitten ole' hag they call a cat, i mean, just look at that face?!? He pushed the thoughts away, now more concerend on avenging the death the helpless kitten. The sable tom got to his cream paws without further adue and trotted closer. The dark chocolate skull dipped as he passed by his leader. Thoughts still pricking at his brain.
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Post by ::Fawn:: on May 16, 2006 17:45:12 GMT -5
Fawnpelt left camp and went out hunting.
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