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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 6, 2008 19:15:36 GMT -5
Chance walked fowards slowly, wagging her tail back and forth behind her. Her amber eyes glowed with a strange murky, but not unpleasent light. It was obvious she was in a good mood.
And when Chance was in a good mood, things looked up for anyone who came along, unless of course, they ruined her mood. And if they did, well, her father was Touslepelt, and she hadn't learned nothing from him.
But at the moment all was peaceful.
And the Queen went on through her world.
OOC: Please, somebody come! I need to RP...
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Post by .Whitey. on May 7, 2008 10:33:05 GMT -5
A slender, but experienced and powerful femme cat stood in Chance's way, even though sh had just been there at the same time. Eternal had sniffed the air and picked up Touslepelts faint, but once very well known scent. You are Touslepelts off spring, am I right? she purred, impressed by Touslepelts young cat, to her everything younger was youngling or young one, Chance's body was well toned and under the ruffet of fur you could see the powerful muscles moving within her. Eternal wrapped her tail around her slender paws that were aching for a good stretch... more why she had moved away from the kits and her den. She wanted a walk alone. Without her large family tailing along behind her. The she-cat infront of her was obviously not looking for a fight, and for once Eternal felt in the mood to not have a fight which was a great surprise. Perhaps her kits had worn the roughness off of her.
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 7, 2008 14:05:43 GMT -5
Chance spared a glance towards Eternal, but was about to move on when she spoke.
She turned around lazily, and prepared herself for a chat. The other she-cat didn't seem hostile, which half disapointed her, and half amused her.
"Yes. My name is Chance, and yours is?" she asked, her voice surprisingly warm and likeable, as was her father's. After all, Touslepelt didn't get cats to listen to him just by scaring them.
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Post by .Whitey. on May 8, 2008 11:52:11 GMT -5
Eternal. she mewed between paw licks. What are you doing out here? she inclined watching the she-cat closely. Eternal had learned that not every cat but her close related family was to be trusted. She suspected Chance was always expecting some sort of "royalty" because her father had nearly taken over the forest, so she wouldn't really be harmed of her father ever caught wind of it. However, Touslepelt was a cat, a good warrior; but a cat all the same.
ooc: sorry if it sounds so... meanful i couldn't think of what to put and that would be eternals point of view
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 8, 2008 15:05:03 GMT -5
"Me? Just trying to find a playmate. I've become bored." Chance meowed, her tone playful, and strangely cheerful.
She tipped her head, and let her eyes wander. They were amber, the same as her father's. She was neither ashamed or proud of her heritage, and viewed herself as her own cat, but sometimes, she was glad that her parents were who they were. After all, it wouldn't do for her to be some little kittypet, now would it?
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Post by .Whitey. on May 9, 2008 10:00:01 GMT -5
You tell your wants to plain strangers? she grinned. Surely, your father taught you better... or better yet, your mother? she yawned and stretched gracefully before letting her eyes look around the forest floor they were sat on. The thick bracken and tall wide tree's set the two cats apart. She was used to open terrain with far set trees whereas Chance was probably used to thick undergrowth and giant trees.
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on May 9, 2008 20:21:49 GMT -5
OOC: I can tell you that it's not. Touslepelt has multiple... uhh.... mates.
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Post by .Whitey. on May 10, 2008 3:47:45 GMT -5
ooc: ah! thankies Cindems  |
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 10, 2008 14:50:07 GMT -5
"Why not?" asked Chance brightly. "I rarely do anything important. As for my parents....they taught many things, but I chose whether or not to use them."
She also let her eyes drift around the area. Chance, being a loner, knew all territories, and could fight well in most of them, mostly because Touslepelt made sure she depended on herself, not her location. But she preferred to fight in sand, as she spent much of her time in RiverClan territory.
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Post by .Whitey. on May 10, 2008 17:10:04 GMT -5
Eternal nodded thoughtfully. You can't be far from your home. I noticed you a while back before sun high. nodding at the sun, which was only a third of the way down. Not bad for Chance. only fifteen minutes or so in human time. Eternal blinked at Chance, watching her calculate the area. I'm not fighting, if thats what your looking for. she mewed half heartedly. For once, she wasn't looking for violence it was strange for Eternal, once she'd only been about 14 moons old when she had taken the mick out of an old tom who had told her that one day she would get old and view the world from his eyes. And fo one scary second she noticed that she had indeed, matured and grown older. Now she was about 45 moons...
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 11, 2008 10:46:43 GMT -5
Chance chuckled to herself. She had finally found someone to talk to that wasn't an idiot, or related to her. Of course, she was wrong. Chance didn't really have a set home, but she did know a few empty dens where she stayed, depending on what she felt like that day.
"Well, that depends on your definition of home. But no, I'm not far from my den." Chance meowed glancing behind her. "And, no, I'm not looking for a fight. The newest gossip would be fine."
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Post by .Whitey. on May 11, 2008 11:36:18 GMT -5
Eternal smirked. I'm not up to date with the latest rubbish./b] she mewed. Only the fact your father took over ShadowClan? Nothing new. she mewed her hazel eyes burning into the young cats in front of her.
ooc: absolutely no muse at all. sorry 
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on May 12, 2008 15:35:59 GMT -5
OOC: Open to Shimmer or Shadow?
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Post by .Whitey. on May 12, 2008 16:17:50 GMT -5
ooc: sure =) if seasle's okay with it. i suppose the more the merrier  |
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Post by *Simply Seasle* on May 12, 2008 19:41:12 GMT -5
OOC: 'Tis fine.
Chance blinked, slightly surprised.
"Oh he did? I think I heard of that, though I didn't pay much attention to it." she meowed offhandly. "Well, that should keep him happy for a while. Still, I do think his hobby is much too time comsuming; I perfer swimming and randomly scaring cats myself. That way, no one comes after you for revenge."
Chance kept an eye on her surrondings while talking. She may have sounded like a slightly too cheerful apprentice, but Chance was a good fighter, and she knew better than to let her guard down. And also...she could swear she heard a noise just a second ago....
OOC2: And that would be your entrance.
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