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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Nov 26, 2006 19:13:55 GMT -5
Lean spotted body slunk carefully through the open grounds. He needed some alone time to hunt and what better place to be alone than in the vast area of ShadowClan's infamous moors? Slowly, step by step, he pulled himself forward, ears pricked and eyes searching every spot for the coveted fowl. His claws had been long since unsheathed, ready to kill anything that stepped in his path and lay it down on the fresh kill pile at camp. A small flutter sounded at his right and he whirled around, jumping up into the air and bringing down the foolish raven that had broke cover. He cracked its neck easily and covered it with dirt from the earth below him. Once the bird was securely covered he looked around for other sounds of life. The land was eerily quiet, but one scent made his upper lip rise, a scent that didn't belong. Tresspasser.
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Post by Marly on Nov 26, 2006 19:44:34 GMT -5
Auburn brown, rather slender bod wandered quietly through the brush. Ebony tinted paws stalked quietly, tail flicking side from side with slight annoyance.
He wasn't too worried about being found in Shadowclan, he had friends here and there through-out areas of the local woods.
As the tom made his way, following a small trail, the route he usually used when he came this way, his mind only could think of one. A cat the rogue hadn't been able to rid himself from thought. That first time they'd met, how could he not agree to suppoort him.
Midnight tainted audlits perked at the sound of struggle...veering slighlty off the path, the burmese's cool icey gaze landed on the familar spotted cat...Smokepelt.
He burst through the fresh green ferns. Victim of surprise! [/size] |
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Nov 26, 2006 19:55:42 GMT -5
The bushes to his left moved and out burst a familiar burmese cat. He hissed in surprise before settling down, recognizing Skullscorn. His tail stood erect as he smiled slightly, taken aback by his happiness at seeing the rogue. Skullscorn. What are you doing here...you could be caught, not only I hunt these grounds.
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Post by rex. on Nov 26, 2006 23:42:07 GMT -5
ooc: shorepaw'll be crushed, you know...
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Post by Marly on Nov 27, 2006 22:01:26 GMT -5
The tom almost looked taken aback, few things could break his heart.
He wandered slightly forward, blackened tipped ears folding back against his boney red skull, as a shallow purr rose from his throat. "Pah, those Shadowclan cats don't scare me...I could take them down in no time, espeacially with your help. Besides, I couldn't stop thinking about you, and what you had said. I'd risk anything just to see you." a louder purr arose as the rogue butted heads with the fellow tom, a friendly smirk 'pon his ravished face, only one cat could make him happy....Smokepelt |
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Nov 28, 2006 0:42:17 GMT -5
Heart began to speed up at the other tom's words. He couldn't help, but feel the heat under his fur and look down bashfully. Was it more than pure loyalty that this cat was speaking of. Why did this tom affect him so? He most certainly wasn't a bad-looking cat, but since when could he tell handsome from hideous? Such loyalty is very approved of, Skullscorn.
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Post by Marly on Nov 28, 2006 19:14:24 GMT -5
"I'm normally not the loyal sort...probley why I was thrown out...I am however to you..."
He wondered if the tom felt the same way for him as he did. Wouldn't it be crushing if he didn't? Skullscorn knew he couldn't take no for an answer, he had to have him, his heart told him so, stronger then anything thing it'd ever told him before!
Light sapphire blue orbs stared up towards Smokepelt, adoration in his eyes. He was so content at this very moment...
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