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Post by Spice..xx on Jul 25, 2008 14:45:45 GMT -5
[ooc]Open for all, but Kurers will you post with Slatesky? So sorry for not replying to the other thread, decided just to start a new one lool.
Mousewind[/size][/font] The sun shone brightly above BrightClan camp and the place itself was beginning to show sign of activity. Everybody was waking up, some already out on the dawn patrol. The birds sang as they flew around camp and mouse scurried around outside in the undergrowth. One she-cat sat to the side of the activity, in the shadows.
Mousewind looked out warily from her place in the darkest corner of camp. She still didnt really like going out in the light, her face looked horrific she thought. The deforming scar was beginning to fade into a more permanent outline, rather than the horrible, open bloody thing it had been before. But still, it wasnt pretty to look at and she didnt want to have to burden the other members of the Clan by having to look at her.
This didnt mean the cat didnt want somebody to talk to though. Her scrawny brown femme shifted slightly, her tail poking out of the shadows. She was bored but she didnt want to go and do anything by herself. She liked company, that of those close to her anyway. And she couldnt forget that day in the medicine cat den. Slatesky...she had felt drawn to him. He was so quiet and forgiving, just what the sensitive she-cat needed. Mousewind couldnt stop thinking about him. Blinking her green eyes she looked around camp, wondering where he was. [/sub]
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Post by fernie. (: on Jul 25, 2008 15:00:01 GMT -5
mistyvale.[/font][/size] The sun's rays filtered through the cracks in the warriors den, making Mistyvale's closed eye vision turn from a jet black to a blood red, and she knew if she opened her eyes right at that moment the sun would hurt her delicate grey orbs. She flipped over, and opened her eyes facing the den floor, which was covered in bits of stray moss and large fallen leaves. Mistyvale sat up slowly, yawning widely and showing bright, pearly white teeth, then stood up and stretched each of her legs in turn. The tabby she-cat turned to the entrance of the warriors den and padded out slowly, squinting until she got used to the sudden bright light. She scanned the clearing quickly, and her eyes lingered on the prey pile for a second, but then she wrinkled her nose. She always felt nautious if she ate anything before midday, it had always been that way. She padded further out into the clearing and saw Mousewind sitting in the shade. Padding over, she smiled widely at her sister. "Hey Mousewind! How are you?" she asked, sitting down beside the scarred she-cat. The scar used to scare Mistyvale, but now she was almost used to it, and could look at her sister without feeling horrified. [/size]
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Post by Spice..xx on Jul 25, 2008 15:09:29 GMT -5
Mousewind[/size][/font] The scrawny brown she-cat jumped as she suddenl;y heard a voice behind her. She ahd been daydreaming, about Slatesky, and not listening. Her head jerked around, eyes narrowed in case it was somebody who wasnt a family member or indeed Slatesky himself. Her gaze softened when she saw it was Mistyvale and she got to her feet, touching her nose to her sisters. "Morning Mistyvale. I'm okay thank you, how about you?" she asked her sister, looking around. She wondered where the rest of her family was. They hadnt all been together for a while. Turning her head back to her sister she smiled at how alike she looked to Hazelfrost, though how different they were in personality. Mistyvale was so chirpy and chatty whereas Hazelfrost could easily get into arguments and was more strong spoken. But she loved them both very much and she felt lucky every day, having such a close and loving family. [/sub]
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Post by fernie. (: on Jul 25, 2008 15:25:39 GMT -5
mistyvale.[/font][/colour] The tabby she-cat lifted a white front paw and licked it, shaking it slightly before rasping her pink sandpapery tongue over it. She put it back to the forest floor when Mousewind replied, shaking it again as she did so. "I'm good too. Actually, I have pins and needles in this paw," she said, holding up the paw she had been shaking, "and I think I had a bit of that clingy plant in my moss last night, you know the one that hooks into your pelt? Yeah, one of those, and it's hooked on my belly." she said, lifting herself up onto her hind legs and sifting her claws through her tabby belly fluff, then making a triumphant snort before shaking a little green pod with clinging hooks from her claws. [/size]
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