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Post by blowingwind on Aug 21, 2006 12:24:42 GMT -5
Ren burst through the bushes with a gleeful mew. If anyone had been watching, they'd have thought he was alone, but about ten seconds later, the bushes rustled as though something big was coming through them. In truth it was just four or five Windclan kittens, who all jumped out of the leaves and foliage after the black and white japanese bobtail. Ren grinned back at them, and jumped on a nearby rock. "This is what we loners..." he announced, emphasising 'we loners', "Call 'Mistery Glade'." Actually he'd just made up that name, not having the faintest idea what the place was really called. He sat for a moment, waiting for all his friends to stop looking around and exploring the new scents and sights.
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Post by rex. on Aug 21, 2006 12:37:43 GMT -5
Pantherkit was one of the first to appear after Ren. he waved his tail with interest when the loner kit spoke and he looked around; hazel eyes wide with interest. ren was right, this IS alot of fun! Rosestar doesnt know what she's talking about, theres nothing scary about the outside of camp....though i am tired the black kit was not used to walking such a 'great' distance and his mucles were not exactly developed to such 'strenuious wear and tear.'
Hawkkit meandered in at a little lower of a pace behind the other kits. he took the time to smell the air around him; there were other cats out here...young ones like himself, or was he just mixing it up with the rest of his group? the selkirk rex kit tried to shake off the feeling of danger as he picked up his pace so he was next to pantherkit again.
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Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Aug 21, 2006 18:24:40 GMT -5
OOC: -hugs Hawkkit close- he's not gonna turn is he? Poor Rosey =(
The small bengal kit followed after her brother quickly, taking in the glade with sparkling eyes. She grinned mischeviously, taking in the scents of others. Her head cocked as she commented. Someone's been here. Her small tail waved lightly before she began to sniff around, head lowered to the ground, comparing a dog ever-so-slightly.
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Post by [F]irekee on Aug 21, 2006 20:08:13 GMT -5
Dreamkit happily bounded after Ren, tail held proudly in the air. Her silver eyes wandered around the glade, watching a passing butterfly with interest. "Do you get to come here alot Ren?" she asked, thuroughly enjoying exploring outside camp. She pounced on the butterfly the second it landed, purring happily
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Post by blowingwind on Aug 22, 2006 5:36:37 GMT -5
"Oh....well..." Ren started, a little hesitantly. This was only the second time he visited the Glade......but he could do it anytime he wanted to, right? "Yes, quite a lot." he replied proudly, "Being a loner, I can go where I like." He observed the kits romping about, then jumped off his rock and chased after Dreamkit. "Rather, I was surprised no-one questioned you leaving camp. I though Clans were supposed to be organized...." Still, it proved he was a very clever kit, didn't it. He'd smuggled four kits out of camp, with no problem at all. Looking at the rest of his new-found 'friends', he asked happily, "So, do you like it? It's a pretty place, isn't it?" The Glade was full of scents of other cats, but then, it was a popular place probably, because of how calm and silent it was. For a moment, he wondered if the kittens would consider leaving their Clan to live as loners with him, but shook his head regretfully. They mostly had families, didn't they. He could understand that they wouldn't want to leave them, so he didn't even suggest the idea.
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Post by rex. on Aug 22, 2006 10:46:18 GMT -5
ooc: touse said he didnt feel like coming a.t.m...but here is a supplement for the time being.
Hawkkit stiffened and looked around, opening his mouth so he could tast the air better Pantherkit rolled his eyes at his brother and switched his tail lightly at his flank "stop being to tense!" he whispered with a smile on his face "have fun once and a while!"
"I think you'll find this is hardly the place for any such thing as fun little kit!" growled a auburn figer as it slipped out of a clump of heather and slunk toward the small band of kits. the Young tom threw back his head in such a way that might sugguest superiority, and his claws gleamed in the sunlight. The tom took the time to survey every one of the intruders separatly; a small black kit, looked like an easy target, as did the bengal and the bicolored she-kits. there was a stub-tailed kit who did look like he had some experiance...and also reminded him of that pandapelt that his father was talking about... When he got to Hawkkit he took a sharp intake of air and curled his lip into a snarl. what an ugly pelt! but it looks rexen like... the young tom furrowed his brow and for a moment glared at the last kit as though he were in trouble. Turning to face the stub-tailed kit; who looked like the leader of the group, he hissed "What do you think you are doing in My turf?"
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Post by blowingwind on Aug 22, 2006 15:05:45 GMT -5
Ren was taken unpleasantly by surprise, but recovered immediately and jumped infront of Dreamkit and the rest of his friends. Though he felt like scowling, he thought maybe it wouldn't be the best thing to do. But still. Who was this, marching up and acting like he owned the place? "Excuse me." the bobtailed kit said to the tom with something closely resembling a frown on his face, "Excuse me, as my friend said, we're just having a little fun. I'm taking these Windclan kits round the loner lands. Now may I ask who you are supposed to be?" Really, the tom wasn't that old. Much bigger than the kits, but if a warrior came up, Ren was sure the cat before him would be clawed to pieces. Less of that attitude then.
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Post by rex. on Aug 22, 2006 15:37:58 GMT -5
"I am Risk, son of touslepelt, and who are you?!" the tom spoke of his heritage with pride and with he spoke the name of his father, and traitor to riverclan he fixed his face so it might resemple on that touslepelt might wear when angered.
Hawkit fixed the young rogue tom with the same questioning glare when he faced him. beside him, pantherkit quivered and arched his back into submissive pose. Hawkkit hissed underhis breath for him to straighten up "there are five of us...."
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Post by blowingwind on Aug 22, 2006 16:22:05 GMT -5
Ren only just caught what Hawkkit right behind him was whispering. True, they were five......but even so, thir chances of winning a fight were less than zero. "My name is Ren." the white black-spotted kit said with just as much pride Risk had shown, "I'm a loner. These are my friends, from Windclan. I didn't know you lived here, but even so, we meant no harm. We mean to play here till dark." he stated, lifting his chin up. It would be dark in an hour or two, so they still had loads of time to enjoy themselves......he wasn't going to let this tom spoil their fun. "And you had better not be thinking of attacking us......you'll be ripped to pieces by Windclan if you do." he added boldly, his tail starting to rise with innocent, typical kit-confidence.
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Post by [F]irekee on Aug 22, 2006 17:07:09 GMT -5
Dreamkit moved ever so slightly behind Ren, befre bodly moving to his side. If she was going to tag along with him, she didn't want to cause him any trouble. Her ears twitched as Risk mentioned Touslepelt, the name sounded familiar to her somehow, possibly older warriors had brought the name into the nursery at one time or another. Dreamkit, friendly by nature, gave Risk a small smile, a wavering hope that he might be willing to play with them. Risk sounded like something a cruel parent might name there kit, but Dreamkit kept that thought to herself. "Would you really attack us?" she mewed, hesitantly, "We only came here to play. We didn't know it belonged to anyone." She meowed in an innocent way. Threats somehow didn't seem like they'd work here.
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Post by rex. on Aug 22, 2006 21:04:18 GMT -5
ooc: okay im bringing him in, risk is a wimp..
Risk's brow relaxed at The bicolored-she-kits words, and his face now showed some interest. no! he reminded himself you must be like massecre and father. they wouldnt back down...just to play...but really who would know?
"yes he would" growled a firm voice from behind Risk, whos face was suddenly washed with a look of dread. As the great Rex padded into ful veiw, he surveyed the kits "oh look Risk, maybe these will be a bit easier for you." sneered the tom as he stood to stand by Risk; the tortoise-shell rex towered above his kin and his large lean muscles were clearly visible under Touslepelt's short curly pelt.
when the next tom emerged, Pantherkit nearly squeeled with fear and he backed up behind Hawkkit, who said nothing, just watched with hot rebelious yellow eyes.
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Post by blowingwind on Aug 23, 2006 3:42:53 GMT -5
Ren would have preferred leaping off a cliff than taking a step forwards, but right at the moment, Dreamkit was too close to the two loners than he liked, so he moved just enough to be an easier target than her. "We didn't come here to fight. We meant no harm." the bobtailed kit repeated what he said before, trying to hiss to prove his point; he only managed a squeak.
ooc: Poor Risk....eheheheheh.
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Post by rex. on Aug 23, 2006 13:25:56 GMT -5
the giant (compaired to the kits >>) let out a cold chuckle as he clicked a pebble with an extended claw impatiently "Come on then, Risk"
"I dont care if you came here just to look you are not allowed here and im going to make you pay if you do not leave this second!" the young tom's immature shouting felt strangly good and powerful...to him at least, yet deep down, Risk didnt want to fight these kits, but another part of him desperatly longed to be more like his brother and to grow up just like his father.
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Post by blowingwind on Aug 23, 2006 16:51:31 GMT -5
Ren didn't want to risk his friends' life so, though with a snarl, he agreed. "If you want us to go, we will. But let me tell you this...." The white pelted kit blinked his yellow eyes, and stated clearly, "I would be ashamed of myself, threatening kits. It's obvious we have no choice but go, but there's nothing to be proud about." He caugh the eyes of the kits behind him, and nodded towards the bushes. Playtime for the day was over, it seemed. And it was all this Risk's fault....no, it was his stupid, big fat father's. Ren wished he was bigger, and could kick the big tom in his rather private place.
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Post by [F]irekee on Aug 23, 2006 17:08:23 GMT -5
ooc: lol, Ren thinks along my lines ^.^ oooc: Teal is to difficult for me to read, so Dreamkit will just be normal colored now..
Dreamkit gave a pouting look at the big tom, why did he have to ruin their fun? Her silver eyes flicked from Ren, to Risk, to the big tom, and back to Ren. If they had no choice but to leave, then she would. The black-and-white she-kit flicked Ren with her tail, and gave a last look at the two toms. "We're sorry for tresspassing on your territory, and we hope you'll allow us to leave peacfully." she addresed the bigger tom, slightly inclining her head. Dreamkit had a way of trying to tell older cats what they wanted to hear, or what would keep her out of trouble. Remembering the Windclan camp, she lowered her tail submisively.
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