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Post by tbugbrown on Jun 26, 2012 21:10:33 GMT -5
SMOKESTRIPE The gentle rise and fall of the tabby tom's flank was the only movement along the ground, his body tucked beneath the low branches of the pines. His muzzle was buried within the nettles. His whiskers twitched. The nettles tickled his nose. His eyes were shut gently, and his breath was slow. Smokestripe was supposed to be out hunting, yet he'd found a much better thing to do - a nice nap under the shelter of the trees. The occassional chirp of a finch lulled him into a light sleep. It was so peaceful out here. After all, it was pleasant to get away from his clanmates. Always so busy, so hurried. Newleaf had arrived. Prey was replenishing. There was no need for the rush. He had wondered, however, what would be thought of him if he were caught napping on the hunt. He'd killed little, and would probably recieve an earful if someone spotted him snoozing. Yet, he'd settled with a thought that eased that worry; no one was here to scold him.
A snap within the woods stirred him suddenly. The large warrior sat up quickly, his eyes wild and confused. How long had he slept? He glanced up to the midafternoon sun, worried someone had been sent after him. He shuffled awkwardly to his feet, still stiff from his nap. He glanced about nervously. Were those eyes he sensed watching him? Or was he simply being paranoid? "Um... Hello?" Smokestripe piped up after a moment of silence. It was one of the times he feared a response.
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Post by shade on Jun 26, 2012 21:34:13 GMT -5
LIONCLAW [/font] Lionclaw slipped out of the ShadowClan camp. She still didnt know about Moonstar. She really needed to get him out of her mind. Maybe Lionclaw was just emagining it. Maybe he really wasnt that bad. Maybe Lionclaw just didn't want to admit that Moonstar was actually trying to crest peace with the clan. She couldn't help but want to think of something that could make her leader. No! That wasn't it! Why was she thinking that way! She didn't want to have power, all she wanted was her clan to be safe.
As she walked, Liomclaw heard snoring. The pale she-cat had no idea what that was. Lionclaw stopped and looked around for a moment. Then she spotted it. A cat. Lionclaw took a small step twords him. He had s sent that was not strange. It was a ShadowClan sent. Lionclaw didn't know who. Wait, yes she did, it was Smokestripe, the ShadowClan warrior who didn't have the smartest mind. She didn't undestant what he was doing in the territory sleeping.
"Um... Hello?"
Lionclaw couldn't help but give a small laugh at the warriors surprise. He was looming straight at get. Smokestripe had to see her. Her fur stood out like a black cat in a snowy field. Lionclaws fur may as well be white. It was just that light. Maybe she should say something to him. But what? Lionclaw always had trouble with thinking of words to say. Maybe she should just wing it and say whatever she feels that she really should. "Hello Smokestripe," she mewed to him, her amber eyes locked on him, almost unblinking. "What are you doing here?" she asked him, her fluffy tail flicking back and forth as she stood.
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Post by tbugbrown on Jun 26, 2012 22:19:54 GMT -5
SMOKESTRIPE A light golden figure caught his eye amongst the dark green pines and brown nettles along the forest floor. The figure lit up in a beam of sun slipping through the branches, suddenly becoming much more visible in the shade. Lionclaw. Yet this realization brought him no relief. Had she spied him fast asleep? The deputy had a very stern air about her. Perhaps she was simply quiet, but something about her solid gaze unsettled him. He continued standing still, his fur slightly raised in alarm. But when his muscles began to relax, he shrank back down to sit. He looked at the she-cat cautiously, but as she spoke, her voice was calm, unaccusing. He took a slow breath, but still felt obliged to honestly. "I-I kind of feel asleep under here... I was hunting... But everything moves so fast for me. Too fast... I'm sorry," he mumbled blankly. He contiuned without much of a pause, a general statement, "It's nice today." He smiled for a moment as he thought of the lovely spot he'd been snuggled up in, but dropped it just as quickly. He was unsure of how to converse properly with his deputy. He shuffled his paws. "How are you, Lionclaw?"
ooc: no spell check at the moment so if there's anything crazy going down just overlook it. xD haha.
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Post by shade on Jun 27, 2012 19:59:12 GMT -5
LIONCLAW [/font] POST COMING SOON
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