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Post by silverpaw on Feb 18, 2006 23:27:24 GMT -5
Silverpaw stood up, her back arched slightly, ready to take action if the Rogue kit attacked her. I was just looking out for your safety, little one, she said, looking at the kit with narrowed eyes and then up to the kit's father as though trying to ask him to give the kit some reason. Our leader may not let you loaf around as Night and I have.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 18, 2006 23:35:24 GMT -5
"I'm perfecty fine, mousedung! I'm training under the greatest cat in RogueClan!" Goldkit hissed. Steamcut c.ocked his head and smiled slightly, thinking he meant him and not Omen.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 18, 2006 23:40:57 GMT -5
Silverpaw scowled at the father. How-how-how dumb! What? Was he ignorant or something to let his kit go around with such pride? That foolish pride would get the kit into trouble or perhaps even get him killed! She let out a sigh, looking back at Goldkit. Look, you're getting too big for your britches. We're talking about a full-grown warrior...a leader, at that, and you are so arrogant you think you can fight her and win?!
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 18, 2006 23:49:53 GMT -5
"No, not yet. I'll run like the thingyins if she dare approach me and daddy!" Goldkit said, lifting up his head proudly. Steamcut smirked and put a paw on his son's head, pushing it down. Goldkit gave his pathetic battle cry again and did a tiny leap, he tried to twist around in midair and slash his sheathed claws across his father's paw, but he ended up on his back. He got up and lashed his tiny tail, baring his teeth again at Silverpaw.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 0:07:59 GMT -5
Silverpaw sighed. Whatever...running is what we want you to do, as I'm sure your father's taught you, she said, beginning to head back toward the main part of camp.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 19, 2006 0:34:40 GMT -5
"What's that suppose to mean?" Steamcut snarled savagely, rushing forward and stopping in front of her, fangs bared.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 12:54:39 GMT -5
It's supposed to mean what it's supposed to mean. You know very well what, Silverpaw replied curtly, pausing in her step. She didn't like it when people got all up in her face. Sure, she was scared, Steamcut being as fierce and huge as he was, but that was all the more reason why she didn't let her fear show or make itself 'smellable.'
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 19, 2006 13:13:38 GMT -5
Steamcut hissed threateningly and snarled. "Hold your tongue, apprentice!" He stalked back to his kit and Night and sat down, tail curled warmly around his paws.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 13:14:36 GMT -5
This only made Silverpaw mad so she stalked back over and took a seat beside Night, her fur bristling.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 19, 2006 13:22:36 GMT -5
Goldkit sat quietly, smirking at Silverpaw as "she got told" and kneaded the ground quietly. Yawn escaped his jaws as he lashed his tail back and forth slowly, watching Silverpaw.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 13:25:58 GMT -5
((i really do rp Casey too much, sis...i keep wanting to type masculine pronouns instead of feminine. *sigh*))
Her eyes rested on the kit boredly. He thought he was hot stuff, able to take on anyone he wanted. Well, he'd learn. She just hoped it didn't have to go too far before he learned.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 19, 2006 13:30:30 GMT -5
Goldkit looked at her through annoying and sickeningly calm eyes, just like Omen had taught him. Sun reflected off his flame coat as he turned his head to look at his father then it turned back to Silverpaw.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 13:38:20 GMT -5
Silverpaw's muscles tensed as she restrained herself from letting out a mewl of annoyance. Her fur bristled even more and she lowered her eyes to the ground.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Feb 19, 2006 13:41:11 GMT -5
Goldkit sat still and kept his unmoving eyes on Silverpaw, any cat could tell if he wass till looking or not, it was instinct. Steamcut looked between the two in amusement and puffed out his fur so he was warmer.
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Post by silverpaw on Feb 19, 2006 13:43:46 GMT -5
Silverpaw felt Steamcut's eyes on her and she looked up with a glare. This was annoying her. Please tell your kit to stop staring at me, or better yet, leave, she told him as respectfully as she could, though it killed her to do so.
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