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Post by rex. on Jun 14, 2006 10:17:07 GMT -5
"I am going to take you out a ways to train, and then find something we could 'practice' on." By something he meant another feline... The aged Rex stalked away at a brisk pace, thinking that if the kits wanted to come, they would have to keep up; something he knew the kittypets could not to very well. he was not pleased that he had to turn the 'pest' of the forest into something as great as what he and what he would turn Massecre into was...
ooc: ohh he doesnt think risk is cool
Seeing his father start off, he sprang after him, but not before throwing his sister a pitying glance. after that show, even he would stay in the tree...but if she came down, she would be killed...Risk would just have to relay everything they had learned to her later, because it didnt seem like Massecre would do such a thing....were they really so different?
Panting heavily after his brief tussle, Spider found it hard to stand. He collapsed briefly, but meowed to Coco "come...on...we've got to stay strong...", as he rose to his paws again and forced himself into a trot after the other three. Spider was more talking to himself than his sister, but he wouldnt admit that he was tired...at least not in front of the ferals.
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Post by Marly on Jun 14, 2006 10:43:51 GMT -5
The young rex wondered exactly what he meant by 'practice on'? He could tell by the hint of his voice it wasn't to be a lil' ol' wee bunny, Massecre had already had lots of expierence with those, their defence sucked...He turned his head, frowing as he saw the kittypets trying to follow, atleast they were far enough back he didn't have to smell their stench, or hear thier experated pants of breath. Massecre was finding it wasn't the easiest to keep up with his father's pace, and within time his step for step turned into him trailing behind, though still much further then the kittypets. 'alright....you're beginning to look like a wimp...' he told himself, urging himself forward, now just behind Touselpelt's lightly dappled tail.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jun 14, 2006 11:03:24 GMT -5
Chance followed them, but she stayed in the trees."Is it true you're gonna attack RiverClan, Dad?" she asked curiously."If you are, I'd like to go, terrifying Clan cats is fun!" she meowed, an evil grin apprearing on her face.Chance dropped a rock on Massercre's head, and grinned at Risk.
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Post by rex. on Jun 14, 2006 12:37:10 GMT -5
ooc: im sorry, that seems unnatural for a cat to do, and not the easiest thing either, considering the fact that there are not too many trees in marshland, and Touslepelt is moving fast...and where did she get the rock from?
Touslepelt ignored his daughters question...she is trying to regain my interest. no I have disowned her. and picked up his pace into a bit more
Risk broke into a short sprint to catch up to his brother, noticing that he had fallen behind, he took it as an oppertunity to close the gap between them.
...And to Spider's dismay, he noticed that the great Rex had done just the opposite of slowing down. His muscle-lacking limbs ached to stop, but he couldnt...he wouldnt mess up this oppertunaty to learn and to proove to his half brother that he could be just as good as they were...even though he knew himself it wasnt true
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Post by Marly on Jun 14, 2006 18:10:57 GMT -5
Massecre wondered how Chance had found out about the attack? He wondered if now was the oppurtunity he'd been waiting for, prime time to ask his father...no, he knew it wouldn't look good in his favor. Massecre felt as if he was almost a burden to his father, soemthing he had to train, and keep an eye on. He wouldn't want to take the young, and in-expierenced tom into battle? Massecre's ears went back slightly. The weight of what seemed to be a quite small rock(hey, you never specified how big it was) , had landed on his skull, no bigger then his paw, he glared back up at his sister. "Hey filthy prat! You should go to the battle, they'd kill in about 3 seconds dead! You wouldn't last one hour!" he hissed, peridot optics narrowing. Chance was really starting to screw up, with the whole family, was she trying to get on everybody's bad side? No, not everyone's....The young tom looked back at Risk....it seemed she only liked the soft one.(sorry Risk...Massy still loves him, just abit jealous..well not quite...he doesn't knwo iof he wants his sister love >>) Turning his skull, the rex tom realized he'd have to move even faster. He kicked up spurts of dirt and mud as he launched off, slowing down once his head almost connected with his fathers thigh. He gulped a bit, finding his lungs parched of liquid. A small mud puddle was not far off, but the smell of the mud drove him away, ignoring his thirst, he continued on.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jun 15, 2006 8:25:53 GMT -5
OOC: She only likes cats who put up with her temper.
"I don't how you would do much better" Chance meowed mildly.
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Post by Marly on Jun 15, 2006 9:45:03 GMT -5
Massecre knew he should drop the conversation, as his father had done, ignore her, he was only egging her on. The fur along the young rex's shoulders stiffened, "Thats because you don't know anything! If you ever want to go, let me know! I'd take you down faster then a kittypet!" He spun back around, picking up his pace, and following the trail until his sister was out of sight. He stopped along some reeds, briskly licking the fur on his back, softening it. Within moments he was following his father again, checking behind him every so often, making sure he knew who was trailing.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jun 15, 2006 11:12:41 GMT -5
Chance dropped out of a tree, and landed beside Risk.She wasn't mad at Massecre, but she was wary of her father."Sorry Massecre" she meowed softly to him.
OOC: She can be nice, sometimes.
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Post by ked on Jun 15, 2006 12:00:09 GMT -5
Coco was at the back. She know knew that she was not seen by anyone ut her brother. Even the wild kits saw Spider, but not as a good thing. But she wasn't going to give up. Even if her half brother and half sister didn't like her, she liked them, she kind of looked up to them. Most of all to her father. Pulling herself together she begins to push herself hard, even though her limbs hurt, she wouldn't be looked on as a weak, foolish kit. Final, she gets to Spider's side and smiles. She was proud that he had stood up to the wild kits, but she wasn't going to say it out loud, just incase she upsets them. The mud under her paws felt odd and new, and...for some reason, relaxing. Maybe this was something she got from her father, or it was her own.
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Post by rex. on Jun 15, 2006 14:29:25 GMT -5
ooc:Seapaw! i dont think you understand, they are running, sprinting practically...and they way you are Rping her sugguests she is either keeping up with them Via tree branch (which IS impossible for a cat to do at that pace, especially since there are not many trees there in the first place) OR she is staying still and talking to them...? Ô_o
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jun 15, 2006 16:10:57 GMT -5
OOC-She's up high in a tree and she isn't really keeping up with them, just keeping near enogh to talk to them.Besides she's down now.
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Post by rex. on Jun 15, 2006 17:03:59 GMT -5
ooc: i know, i wanted to make sure you understood in case you made a mistake and wanted to fix something.
The rex's ears flicked back with annoyance that his son was still speaking to her, and when he glanced behind him, he saw the she-cat landing on the ground, about to speak to Risk who looked at her with a pitying and worried expression, and in a heartbeat, he had done a 180 and was rocketing straight at the kit...
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on Jun 15, 2006 17:17:30 GMT -5
Chance saw her father charging at her.She watched him carefully, wondering if she could dodge and attack at the same time.
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Post by rex. on Jun 15, 2006 22:08:50 GMT -5
swift paws pounded on the damp ground, and in just three leaps, he would be upon the kit. "Run back in your tree!" he taunted as he neared her.
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Post by Marly on Jun 16, 2006 11:55:28 GMT -5
Massecre neatly stepped aside, there wasn't a chance in the world he wanted to get between the two. The handsome young rex decided this was the high time for a breather. His striped legs were shorter then a full grown cat's legs, and the poor chap was starting to ger weary. He thought back to his sisters apology, though he didn't expect it to really mean anything, Chance was often changing her mind it seemed to Mass.
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