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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 22, 2006 17:37:12 GMT -5
Bearpaw ambled along, musles pulling his lithe body along easily. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Spiritpaw was following.
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Post by icefang on Feb 23, 2006 19:05:09 GMT -5
Spiritpaw followed him, looking around in interest at the unfamiliar scenery.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 25, 2006 13:16:50 GMT -5
He nodded at her, and slowly came to a stop. He froze in position, eyes locked on a large thrush that was fluttering. Suddenly he let out an audible meow, throwing his voice into the wind so it sounded as if it came from the toehr side of the creature. It squacked and flapped clumsiliy into the air gliding straight tworads him. He leaped up in perfect time with it and snatched it right out of the air, killing it. then he burried it, and looked to see if she ahd seen anyhtign. He trotted back over to her, and crouched, scenting.
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Post by icefang on Feb 25, 2006 13:50:44 GMT -5
Spiritpaw's eyes were wide. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it and looked around. Surprisingly there was another thrush that was looking around as if wondering where its friend had gone. She crept up on it and tried Bearpaw's technique. She let out a little meow, and it ran away. "Mousedung!" she said. "How did you do that?"
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 25, 2006 14:10:32 GMT -5
You have to throw your voice. Make it sound like your on the otehr side, he said. He gave a hiss, throwinfg it so it sounded on her other side.
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Post by icefang on Feb 25, 2006 15:08:40 GMT -5
OOC: OOH OOH WHAT'S THE WORD? ... umm..... *thinks* it'll come, oh yeah, VENTRILOQUISTS! IC: Spiritpaw tried it. "Meow," she said. It didn't work. She narrowed her eyes in frustration and tried it again. It didn't work. "It's not working!" she said in frustration.
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Post by STREAMY ?! on Feb 25, 2006 17:48:41 GMT -5
Swirlingheart padded through the nettle to the apprentices. "Hello," she mewed. "Spiritpaw, what's wrong?"
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Post by icefang on Feb 26, 2006 22:23:04 GMT -5
"I can't get my voice to sound like it's coming from somewhere else!" she said hotly. "Hi, I don't believe we've met...?" she trailed off.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 26, 2006 22:24:22 GMT -5
No, into the wind, he said, pushing her muzzle in the right direction with his nose. He turned and nodded a hello to Swirlingheart, aknowledgeing her as a warrior, and superiror.
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Post by icefang on Feb 27, 2006 18:36:54 GMT -5
She let out a little meow, and shockingly, it sounded from several tail lenghths away. "It worked!" she purred. The wind came from a different direction, and she meowed into it, and again, her meow sounded from tail lengths away. She was about to say something else when a mouse scurried in front of her. Caught by surprise, she lunged for it and dug her claws into its little flank, catching and killing it. She turned back to Bearpaw and Swirlingheart, beaming.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 27, 2006 20:23:38 GMT -5
Good catch, he said. He nodded to her, spproving of her voice throwing abilities. He shook his white pelt and leaped upward, with pin point timing and presicion. It looked as if the crow was to hig, but his paw shot up snatching its head down, while his mouth quickly slit its throat. Hetwisted in the air, and landed in a rear so that the crow's body did not smack the ground, then he dropped it and swished his tail sheepishly. Noramlly he only hunted alone, but he was getting around that. Or was he showing off ever so slightly for - NO. He just wasn't shy anymore. Yeah, riiight.
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Post by icefang on Feb 27, 2006 20:31:48 GMT -5
"Where did you learn to hunt like that?" Spiritpaw asked. "None of the other warriors hunt the way you do." She looked at him in curiousity. His method seemed harder to learn and execute, but it worked as well as the technique all the other cats used.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Feb 28, 2006 22:58:37 GMT -5
I grew up in a different place. I didn't know how to hunt mice or rabbits or squirrles when i came. I lived off of Birds and Rats before. And, i had a lot of time, since I didn't have a clan. It's not that hard, it just takes getting used to, he said, eyes glinting wryly. Oh how he hated rats. And if he ate another pidgeon he would die. If only they knew how much harder it was in a two leg city where there was not wind, or cover. He had to simply wait until the d**n birds flew up, then he had one chance, or to starve. He flciked his tail, ever so slightly uncomfterably talking about his past in front of Swirlingwind.
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Post by icefang on Mar 1, 2006 19:22:55 GMT -5
Spiritpaw almost moved forward to comfort Bearpaw, but stopped herself just in time. Although she felt much more comfortable with Clan life, her inner wall had not come down. She was afraid of feelings toward WindClan and Bearpaw that she had never known.... She said nothing, only stared at Bearpaw, looking right into his eyes as if trying to prove to herself that she felt nothing.
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Post by coddle the infectionxxx on Mar 1, 2006 23:01:19 GMT -5
He held her gaze with his level amber eyes. Those eyes- Haunted, hiding, burning, calm, plaing, pained, and all hidden under a mask of aggorance and hate. No one had really understood him until now. And he appreciated that she didn't balk from him as others did, treating him not unlike a leper. He might have more than appreciated it, but denial is the first step tworads insaity. And he had taken that step.
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