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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 2, 2008 11:11:49 GMT -5
eaglecry [/size][/right][/color] As if walking on air, Eaglecry glided through the soft grasses of Moonlit Hills, his tail swaying slowly behind his body. His heart pounded like a drum in his chest, quite exhilrated by the run back to MoonClan territory. He had made sure he rolled around in the most foul thing he could find, and he surely reaked because of it. Opening his mouth, he tried to scent some prey, but he could only get the smell of his own odor, masking all the prey scents. Shaking his head, Eaglecry sank down into a sitting position, looking up at the sky. "Is this what you wanted me to go through, Fallendove," he whispered, obviously refering to his long dead sibling. He sighed, his ears flicking back slightly. Golden eyes looked around at the grasses around him, and he smiled. It felt good to love someone, feeling light as a blue jay's feather.
He stayed still on the hilltop, his paws kneading the ground slightly, staring off into the distance. His thoughts were on Tawnysky, and if she made it back to CloudClan alright. She would see her tomorrow ... hopefully. love does come
in the strangest forms
and when you least expect it [/color][/size][/center] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Jun 2, 2008 11:26:26 GMT -5
spectreflame nothings gonna harm you
not while i'm around
nothings gonna harm you
no sir
not while i'm around
She was a white smudge on the hills, her tail stretched out behind her. But still, it seemed half the length of the average cat's. Spectreflame was easily recognizable from her shortened tail and hard, light blue eyes. The she-cat trotted alongside Spindlespider, whom she had been assigned to patrol with. She found the erratic young somewhat irritating, so was trying not to say much. The white she-cat opened her mouth, tasting the air. She scented Eaglecry, and a revolting stench that made her nostrils burn.
Spectreflame quickened her pace, making no allowances for the younger warrior. When she came across Eaglecry, she recoiled. "What is that smell?" she meowed, her ears flat. "Have you stepped in foxdung or something? And where have you been? Your not injured, you should be helping at the camp or on patrol, not mooning around here like a starstruck rabbit!" Her words thundered angrily from her mouth, her eyes burning. [/size] |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 2, 2008 11:31:01 GMT -5
Spindlespider had been slightly left behind, as he had been lost in his thoughts, but now he hurried to stand near Spectreflame. He shuffled away slightly as Spectreflame began to shout.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 2, 2008 11:46:23 GMT -5
eaglecry [/color] Snapping out of his thoughts, his golden gaze fell upon Spectreflame. His skin headting underneath his fur, he blushed. "Oh. Sorry, Spectreflame. I fell ... and now I smell like this." He smiled shyly, and pushed himself to his paws, shaking out his coat. "And I would go find something to bring back to the Clan, if the prey didn't smell me first." He smirked, his golden eyes glinting. Within his chest, his heart slowed down, trying to cover the fact he had been to see Tawnysky. He didn't want his Clan to know. Never. He looked over at Spindlespider, half expecting the younger tom to have a go at him. [/size] And now I walk around without a care
She's got me h o o k e d
It just ain't fair, but I...
I'm love stoned and I could swear [/color] That she knows[/blockquote][/size][/color] |
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Post by SHADE. :D on Jun 4, 2008 9:39:32 GMT -5
spectreflame nothings gonna harm you
not while i'm around
nothings gonna harm you
no sir
not while i'm around
Spectreflame listened to Eaglecry's explanation with her rugged eyebrows raised. The longhaired white she-cat's nose was still wrinkled, her light blue eyes still filled with distaste. "Well, why don't you wash it off, mousebrain?" she meowed, flicking her shortened tail in agitation. "Come back to camp with us. You can wash your pelt in the Dry-Bones Pool, if there's any water there. We need all the help we can get at the moment, not one of our warriors wandering around stinking like foxdung!"
Spectreflame turned around, her ears flat. It wasn't Eaglecry's filthy state that bothered her. In fact, she wasn't nearly as angry with the coffee-coloured tabby as it seemed. Most of her snappishness came from her worry. Worry for Ravenclaw, for Pearlblade, for Crestedfire. Worry for Roseglade and Wovenknot... Worry for all the cats that she loved. The she-cat shook herself. "Everything seems clear here," she reported. "We should head back to camp. Firestar will probably we back by now; we should report to her." [/size] |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 4, 2008 9:46:22 GMT -5
Spindlespider had been staring into space, but as Spectreflame spoke he snapped back into reality, swishing his tail in alarm. "Huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah we should." He gabbled quickly.
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Post by ---> LIZZEH on Jun 8, 2008 14:04:34 GMT -5
eaglecry] [/color][/size][/right] Nodding in agreement to the older she-cat, Eaglecry pushed himself to his paws. Of courrse, Tawnysky was on his mind. Was he going to be able to meet her tomorrow? He exhaled gently, and walked past the other tom, his tail swaying slightly.
ooc: it is short, but eh. And, I think it would be interesting if someone could actually smell Tawnysky on Eaglecry. xD [/size] |
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Post by Wolf on Jun 8, 2008 14:09:01 GMT -5
As Eaglecry walked past, Spindlespider caught an odd scent on the tom's fur. He tilted his head slightly, nose wrinkled, but decided not to pursue it; he had other things on his mind, or, rather, other cats.
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