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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 19:10:14 GMT -5
RiverClan? Well... Cloudedsoul mewed scratching his ear with his hindpaw. The tabby tom looked troubled, and he shook his head. Is your leader having a hard time with betrayal inside the clan. He inquired.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 21, 2007 19:12:29 GMT -5
"Betrayal? I'm not sure, but no one ever listens to me..it's as if no one remembers me in the clan." she squeaked.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 19:17:13 GMT -5
The long-legged tom cuffed her head gently with one paw. I'm sure you are not intentionally treated that way. He mewed, smiling humbly. Cloudedsoul gazed at her with his green orbs, and a deep, rumbling purr sounded in his chest.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 21, 2007 19:22:57 GMT -5
Winterpaw shook her head. "You do not understand, I haven't trained with my mentor for three moons now." she purred.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 19:33:07 GMT -5
Cloudedsoul sighed. How would you like it, if I gave you a short session? He mewed, his eyes sparkling. He knew enough about hunting to teach her a few tricks, and give her some helpful tips.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 21, 2007 19:34:34 GMT -5
Winterpaw looked up. "You mean it?" she mewed excitedly. Her creamy paws were kneading the ground beneath her.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 21, 2007 19:47:48 GMT -5
I mean it. He assured her. The tom had an amused glint in his eyes, She's so excited. Cloudedsoul had a smile planted across his face as he purred even deeper.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 21, 2007 20:26:43 GMT -5
Winterpaw's whole body shook happily. "When can we begin??" she mewed excitedly. Her eyes searched the territory around her.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 23, 2007 21:47:03 GMT -5
Right now. Cloudedsoul responded, a smirk planted on his maw. He lifted his pink nose into the crisp air, and inhaled the refreshing scent of a feathered morsel. The tom crouched into perfect form, his belly barely skimming the forest floor. He parted some tall grass with his muzzle to see a magpie foraging for food. The medicine cat eyed the bird hungrily with his light green optics. Cloudedsoul bunched up his hind legs, wriggled his rump, and sprang. He gripped the prey in his mouth and bit into its throat, killing the now fresh-kill. The tabby pranced over to his new friend, a humble glimmer in his eyes. Now you try. He mewed, dropping the magpie’s body on the ground.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 23, 2007 21:53:11 GMT -5
Winterpaw nodded. Her cream colored body shook with excitement. She pounced out of the bramble where a squirrel was gathering nuts. She landed quickly on the squirrel and clawed its throat killing it instantly. She mewed with satisfaction and carried it over to Cloudedsoul.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 23, 2007 21:59:04 GMT -5
The medicine cat had an impressed look on his face, and his eyes gleamed with pride. That was very good. He mewed, smiling. If cats could clap, he would be clapping for her accomplishment. Cloudedsoul’s tabby pelt pricked with excitement, he was actually teaching regular apprentice stuff, it was awfully nice to have a break from medicine duties.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 23, 2007 22:01:32 GMT -5
Winterpaw mewed excitedly. "Do you have a medicine cat apprentice??" she purred. She wanted ever so to be a medicine cat, but her clan was completely full.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 23, 2007 22:05:53 GMT -5
He looked at her sternly, but his eyes were soft as a kit’s fur. No, but you do know that I can’t take you in as one. He explained, his voice comforting but stern nonetheless. The medicine cat gazed up into the sky, his emerald orbs seemed to focus on something, but the look faded as his gaze drifted back to the she-cat.
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Post by shadowheart787 on Mar 23, 2007 22:07:48 GMT -5
Winterpaw sulked slightly. "Yes, I know." she mewed quietly.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Mar 23, 2007 22:32:32 GMT -5
A dark pelted she-cat panted with exhaustion, she had been dragging this lump of fur forever! She gave the pitiful scrap of fur one last heave before collapsing on the forest floor, her pale yellow eyes looked dim, and her fur was matted with blood and dirt.
Behind her sat Sark, both of his ocean blue orbs clouded of blindness, and his body was covered with bleeding wounds. His red patterned coat was covered in dirt, because he had been dragged all the way here.
Cloudedsoul sighed at Winterpaw’s disappointment, but looked up when he smelled a strange scent, that tickled his nostrils like a feather. Do you smell that?
He inquired.
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