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Post by bitterwind on Feb 4, 2009 19:33:35 GMT -5
The she-cat’s delicate padders moved silently over the gleaming white. Her icy gaze wandered from the lofty conifers to the dark sky, studded in stars, with a glowing half-moon at its center. She inhaled the strong aroma of pines and the scents of other cats. She was hoping that the cats living here would accept her, for she was tired of wandering. The soft bird songs echoed in her harks, and gave her a pleasant feeling. She had a very positive attitude about this place, and was hoping for the best. She detected the sound of a rushing river, and followed the noise to its source. She dipped her mouth in the cool liquid, taking large sips. The water was so refreshing and she wanted to wade further into it. But, she was so excited about settling in this new place, that she ignored her yearn to swim. Her elegant movements carried her further into the unknown. She caught the scent of other cats, growing stronger and stronger the closer she came. Then, she saw them. Gracefully, she moved towards the cats, noticing that many of them were looking at her. I come in peace. She said.
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Post by bitterwind on Feb 8, 2009 19:02:17 GMT -5
is anyone going to reply???
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Post by +~MoSsY~+(catsrule) on Feb 8, 2009 19:06:08 GMT -5
ummm dear you might want to move it into the active riverclan threads this is the place for old threads
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Feb 8, 2009 23:28:26 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah. It's a bit confusing, but I'll move it now. Try not to post in the archives.
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Post by bitterwind on Feb 21, 2009 10:41:13 GMT -5
oh, thnx
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Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Feb 21, 2009 16:40:47 GMT -5
ooc; it's always a bit difficult to start your first thread with a lot of people. there aren't enough active members for that, really. It's probably better to write about her walking around the camp and not do the "being new" thing... If you do that, and it would work with my character, i'll respond for sure.
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Post by Mousefire on Mar 6, 2009 21:26:28 GMT -5
ooc: may not be able to post in awhile......
A white shape lay outside the apprentice den, his body rising and falling as he breathed. It could have been easy to mistake him for being asleep if you weren't watching carefully. Bright blue eyes lazily darted around camp the moon's light reflecting their brightness. Ever since Badgerflame had left RiverClan, only a week after joining, he hadn't his usual self. He still hadn't seen or heard from his loner friend, and every second that passed made him even more depressed. He couldn't possibly go to sleep, yet he dreading being awake. Even Snowpetal had tried to comfort him, but now she seemed to becoming crankier every day. A sigh escaped him. He was worried, but most of all, lonely. He heard the soft crack of pawsteps, and shot straight up, his fur fluffed up like normal, but without his usual cheerfulness. A strange scent wafted under his nose, and he stiffened as a cat padded into the camp. LONER! He opened his mouth, ready to sound the alarm, when the cat said something that caught him off guard. "I come in peace." He flicked his ears, still extremly wary but deciding to wait and see what this cat did. They meant well, but something about the words to him didn't seem right. Who are you? he asked, daring a few steps closer. She seemed like she had been traveling, and that she was also tired. But that still didn't give him reason to trust her. A million scenarios raced through his mind, but he forced himself to calm down enough as to not scare her incase she was someone who wanted to join. Im Waterpaw, he mewed, risking a name. The past several days seemed to have made him edgier.
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Post by bitterwind on Apr 18, 2009 16:40:08 GMT -5
She sniffed around, familiarizing herself with the scents that mingled in the air. Then, she heard a voice. Gathering her confidence, she answered. Greetings, Waterpaw, my name is Bitterwind. She spoke through her silky voice. Her icy eyes turned to gaze upon the tom-cat. She moved towards him to get a better look. I have come to join you. If you accept me, I will do whatever I can to make up for any trouble. She sat down as she awaited an answer.
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Post by Mousefire on Apr 22, 2009 19:52:25 GMT -5
The apprentice blinked, once again blown away by the strange oddness in her words. Bitterwind? But that's a warriors' name...... Waterpaw opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out was the start of a stutter, so he quickly shut it; hopefully before anyone noticed. He didn't say anything for about 2 secnds, as his mind struggled to form some sort of cohhertion and response. He focused his blue eyes on the loner again, meeting her icy stare. Do you know who we are? he asked, thinking it highly logical to ask (and this is considering he's slightly confused). He twitched his ears as a small breeze fluttered by, blowing his moon-lit shiny fur.
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Post by bitterwind on Apr 26, 2009 18:03:47 GMT -5
hmmm...this is a problem. I shouldn't have posted that she's new
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Post by bitterwind on Apr 26, 2009 18:13:47 GMT -5
She had suspected that he would be surprised by her warrior name, and could see the confusion in his gaze. My mother used to be a warrior, but she left her clan and became a loner. Then, I was born. She gave me a warrior name and told me stories about life in a clan. I am not called to the same lifestyle she was and I think it is about time that I found where I truly belong. She spoke, eloquently and hoped that he would not resent her because of her heritage. She knew that he was an appentice and did not have the power to allow her to join the clan, but she hoped he would notify the leader. Her crystal blue eyes shifted to the trees, the wind tugging at their leaves. The she-cat awaited his responce eagerly.
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Post by Mouseyfire on Apr 27, 2009 7:07:23 GMT -5
The apprentice frowned, listening to what she was saying. A warrior,eh? he wondered in his head. Maybe.... He gave a worried/agitated glance behind him at Fawnstar's den, before turning to Bitterwind. I guess we could see if she's awake.. he meowed, flicking his tail towards the leader's den before around and trotting in that direction himself.
ooc: should we finish this in the leader's den??
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Post by bitterwind on May 5, 2009 16:46:00 GMT -5
The she-cat rose slowly, her silky dove colored pelt shining under a shaft of light. Her crystal gaze lit up as it settled on the apprentice, moving towards one of the dens. She followed him with anxious movements. They entered the den, covered in a shroud of darkness. All that could be seen were two glowing eyes. She was frozen with fear for the decision. Would she be accepted? And even if she did join Riverclan, would the other cats hold prejudice against her? Bitterwind bagan to wonder if her fur was standing on end in the cover of shadows. She hoped that Waterpaw would do most of the talking, for her mouth was too numb to even move.
ooc: I suppose so...
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