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Post by echo on May 9, 2008 7:40:40 GMT -5
The wind picked up so a tom with black and grey layers criss-crossed his whole pelt, scars showed glowing when his odd pelt hit sunlight. The tom forgot if he was falling someone or if they were following him, if he was following them then he should keep going but if the were following him he should slow down. Every time he passed a body of water he felt blinded from the shimmer, every time he passed through the long grass he thanked Starclan for the shelter of the warm sun. As soon as the tom scented Brightclan he took a few steps back and turned his black and grey head toward the other 2, noticing if they were infront of him that they would be here already.
'Is this the border? I can scent Brightclan! I think I can scent some other scents also!' Aerialpaw looked back toward where the camp was, he could be sure the others were not far away, I need to get a medicine cat for Sapphireheart. 'I'm just going to go now! There could be something wrong happening at camp!' He yelled into the direction again, then sprinted into the territory he hardly knew, just follow the scent and once it gets stronger then you know your in the right direction. He had learned things from other apprentice's and listened to them with open ears.
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Post by x.Jolly.x on May 9, 2008 16:34:58 GMT -5
Scorchedleaf looked at the apprentice. 'Go safely, young one. Be safe. There are cats who are hurt badly. Brace yourself.' He walked forward and licked the cat in between his ears. He turned to Thunderdance. 'Should we hunt for our clan, or bring some to the Brightclan camp?'He thought again about the hurt cats.We should help them.
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Post by blair on May 10, 2008 7:46:02 GMT -5
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Her mouth opened slightly, head raised just barely, the white striped ebony warrioress gracefully sprinted her way from the camp to where she scented Aerialpaw and Scorchedleaf had went. "Good luck, Aerialpaw" her meow came brightly, her tail just raising to brush the young tom's shoulder as he ran beside her and over to BrightClan territory.
Light green occs blinked kindly at Scorchedleaf for awhile before she looked at him, nodding absentmindedly, before narrowing her pools. "I hope the fox doesn't show itself again" she nodded sadly, licked her aching sore leg, and turned to face the tom once more. "Let's hunt in our territory then bring it to the BrightClan area - if we see our Clanmates arriving before we're done, we'll just put it in the freshkill pile" her tail twined around her paws as her physique moved into a delicate sitting position.
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Post by x.Jolly.x on May 17, 2008 22:31:32 GMT -5
He looked at her with concern, watching her lick her sore leg. 'Are you sure you're okay to hunt?' He was concerned that she would overwork her leg. 'Don't worry... the fox won't come back. I think it learned its lesson. And allright, we can look for our clanmates as we hunt.'[/color] Thinking of the fox made him think of Ghostnight. 'Do you think Ghostnight is happy where he is?'[/color] He hung his head, sadness overwhelming. Then he, too, sat down.
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Post by blair on May 17, 2008 22:40:58 GMT -5
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The she cats light green occs peered at the tom for a moment with a sparkle, a light smile curling onto her lips as she observed how quickly he changed topics, but her heart fluttered all the same as he worried and fretted over her leg. Her white neck arched to see her left, rear injured leg and she nodded happily, "My legs alright, it's healing nicely" her voice chirped optimistically, her physique bending into her usual graceful position as she took a moment to take in what Scorchedleaf was saying, and she blinked at him sadly.
Where was Ghostnight, even? Was all she thought immediately, wishing he was in StarClan, but if that other ghost cat place was true, the evil place, he might be there. She knew he wouldn't like it there, he deserved, being a noble warrior who died for his clan, to live the rest of his life in StarClan. "I just hope he's in StarClan... instead of that, you know, evil place" she didn't know what to call it, or what it was called, so she shrugged nervously, eyes dancing with sadness. "No cat really wants to die though... but he was a noble warrior, and I guess he knows he did good dying for his clan, so he should be content..." her occs moved to Scorchedleaf nervously, willing to know what he thought.
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Post by x.Jolly.x on May 17, 2008 22:51:07 GMT -5
Scorchedleaf considered what Thunderdance had said. He thought for a moant before answering. 'Whjerever he is, I hope he knows he died a noble death and that his friends will miss him deeply. I hope he wil lbe part of Starclan.'[/color] He thought for a moment. 'What happens if we don't win the battle against the Tribe?'[/color]He asked, nervously. Would she know, or think it was a stupid question.[/sup]
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Post by blair on May 18, 2008 8:34:24 GMT -5
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The graceful she cat pondered over this for awhile, her delicate white paw raising to be licked in a slow, thoughtful manor by her precious pink tongue as her pale green occs narrowed in hope. "Ghostnight deserves to be in StarClan!" her meow was feverish in hope, her fur bristling as she said this in obvious truthfulness, "He was an excellent cat in general, excellent friend, excellent hunter... excellent... battler..." she nodded as if to sum it up, afraid to think of where else the tom could be other than StarClan, what else he could be facing.
She listened to his second comment slowly, carefully, her tail flicked at it calmly as if she had guessed he would of asked this, though her lips curled from her smile to a gentle frown. "I don't know what I'd do." she looked disturbed by this, and she shook a little before blinking and looking back up at Scorchedleaf "I-- I have no clue. I'd rather die nobly for my clan, preventing it as best as possible, before that happens though" she nodded, head high confidently now.
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Post by x.Jolly.x on May 22, 2008 14:49:55 GMT -5
Scorchedleaf nodded his head, acknowledging what she spoke of. He stood up, and took a great breath, to scent out any prey. He caught a scent, one he knew only too well. 'Thunderdance! Come on, Moonclan is home!'[/color] Forgetting about hunting, he tore through the grass to reach camp and greet his fellow clanmates. Though he was at the battle, he felt as though he had not seen them for a long time.[/sup]
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Post by blair on May 24, 2008 0:12:05 GMT -5
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The graceful warrioress unwoven her tail from her white paws and let herself stretch as she stood up, the bounding-away frame of Scorchedleaf dancing in her pale eyes as she watched him with a warming pelt. She felt like, with him, she was falling in love with a cat from another clan because it almost felt so forbidden to her. He had a mate, and a daughter, and as they stood in StarClan and she in the wonderful earth she had no clue if they could ever accept her as Scorchedleaf's mate. Or she didn't even know if Scorchedleaf would accept another mate in life, knowing he had a dear one waiting for him in another world. Her mind spun in such a confusing manor all she could do was shake her head, lick her chest as if she was embarrassed for thinking these thoughts, and let her paws spin beside him toward her home.
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