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Post by rex. on Feb 18, 2007 19:43:33 GMT -5
Kashclaw looked back and noticed Warheart's apprehension. 'another time, maybe?' meowed the deputy, for he could relate to wanting to be left along with friends. Kashclaw made a mental note in his head to make sure to get Warheart aquainted with the rest of windclan, no warrior should feel like he doesnt belong in his clan. 'So, Coldkill, shall we go?' he meowed, turning to face the warrior behind him.
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Post by Miss Midnight|| on Feb 18, 2007 22:24:10 GMT -5
As you wish, Kashclaw. The white tom replied, flicking his black striped tail. He stood at the deputy's side, and waited for his signal to begin the patrol. He himself disliked most half-clan cats, and wasn't fond of them, but was that because he was one of them? Did that mean he hated himself? Coldkill had never mentioned this to any WindClanner and prefered to keep it a well hidden secret.
((Ooooo, a twist!))
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Post by rex. on Feb 19, 2007 0:24:59 GMT -5
The black tom nodded to his accomanyment and started off ooc: i'll make a new thread so we dont plug this one up.
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Post by aemin on Feb 19, 2007 17:19:47 GMT -5
Warheart gave an inward sigh of relief. He wanted Coldkill as far from him as possible. At least Kashclaw seemed friendly enough. He flicked Pantherpelt's shoulder with his tail. Shall we continue? the warrior murmured quietly.
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Post by turtle on Feb 19, 2007 21:17:16 GMT -5
ooc: sorrs, i woulda been on earlier, cept i was gone til midnight on friday, then on sat my aunt came over then on sun my comp took 45 mins and it still wouldnt open the internet, this is the only day i could get on.
Pantherpelt nodded her head and got back to hunting. She crouched down lightly when she could scent a mouse nearby and got closer. She pounced and it was stunned. She killed it quickly and silently. The way she liked to kill prey.
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Post by aemin on Feb 20, 2007 17:00:44 GMT -5
Warheart watched her admiringly before following her deeper onto WindClan territory. He looked around sharply before racing silently and swiftly after a rabbit. The way a WindClan warrior hunted. He dispatched the prey with a swift bite to the neck.
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Post by turtle on Feb 20, 2007 22:47:31 GMT -5
Pantherpelt shot a short smile at Warheart before chasing after a skinny vole. She barely missed it and sighed. Grrrrrr she thought in her mind. She got down low so none of the animals would see her and she tried to concentrate on just listening.
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Post by aemin on Feb 21, 2007 17:05:56 GMT -5
Warheart watched Pantherpelt miss the vole. He noticed a split difference. Pantherpelt was a natural rabbit hunter, but he was better at catching forest prey. The she cat was a beautiful WindClan warrior, with loyalty to her Clan above anything else. Warheart knew he had that loyalty to WindClan, but nobody really seemed to catch on. Sighing, he turned back to his hunting, catching a rabbit that had darted out of the safety of a bush.
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Post by turtle on Feb 21, 2007 21:43:22 GMT -5
Pantherpelt sprang after the rabbit Warheart missed because it ran towards where she was in the snow and caught it a couple seconds after it ran. She killed it and brought it back to Warheart. "It was a good thing I was frustrated or I wouldn't have caught it." she laughed. She had never heard of that excuse before and it was funny.
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Post by aemin on Feb 22, 2007 20:57:55 GMT -5
Warheart gave a mrrow of laughter and affectionately flicked her shoulder with his tail. Nice one! The warrior stood, looking briefly into her eyes before turning back to hunting.
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Post by turtle on Feb 25, 2007 16:34:29 GMT -5
Pantherpelt nodded her head and looked at their pile. "I think we have enough. Let's bring this back to the clan." she said as she picked up her half and waited for Warheart.
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Post by aemin on Feb 26, 2007 20:15:58 GMT -5
The WindClan warrior picked up the other half. His eyes and thoughts were elsewhere in this world. The night was falling on the moors. His hungry Clan were waiting for this handsome contribution to the fresh kill pile. With a glance at Pantherpelt, he started walking.
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Post by turtle on Feb 26, 2007 23:25:33 GMT -5
Pantherpelt nodded her head and followed after Warheart. There was something that clicked with them. She never had any friends. He never had any friends. Now was a good time to start getting them, but she didn't like talking other cats.
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Post by aemin on Feb 27, 2007 17:30:34 GMT -5
ooc|: Should we make a post in camp?
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Post by turtle on Feb 28, 2007 18:42:26 GMT -5
ooc: *shrugs* i dunno, maybe
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