Magicheart
Newborn Kit
As time spills over into song, silver threads spin the loom and twilight chases the kiss of dawn
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Post by Magicheart on May 6, 2007 17:53:49 GMT -5
Magicheart padded out of camp side by side with Breezenight. It was a beautiful day and the birds were chirping loudly as they flitted through the trees. Magicheart run up one of the taller Windclan slopes and sat at the top to catch her breath. She turned towards Breezenight "Nice view, eh?" she asked.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on May 6, 2007 18:00:10 GMT -5
Breezenight laid heaving on the tall hill top, "Yes nice view.." She meowed looking down and feeling the vertigo of altitude, she turned slightly green under her fur and backed away from the border. "Should we start?" She meowed, and parted her jaws to drink in the scent of the vast moorland.
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Magicheart
Newborn Kit
As time spills over into song, silver threads spin the loom and twilight chases the kiss of dawn
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Post by Magicheart on May 7, 2007 21:20:01 GMT -5
Magicheart nodded, smiling at Breezenight's discomfort of heights. Good thing she's a windclan cat and not Thunderclan! she thought as she pictured some of the high canyons that categorized the clan's territory. Magicheart opened her mouth also and picked up the scent of a rabbit. She flattened herself in the tall pale grass and began to creep down the left side of the hill.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on May 13, 2007 16:27:50 GMT -5
The delicious scent of rabbit drifted around the air mingled with traces of other rodents and a few birds. Breezenight gulped in the air gratefully driving the fatigue out of her stomach. She dropped into a stalking position, and located her prey. With this little undergrowth it's going to be difficult... She thought narrowing her eyes. At least the wind is favoring us...
She slowly crept towards her target, stepping softly on the short moorland grass.
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Magicheart
Newborn Kit
As time spills over into song, silver threads spin the loom and twilight chases the kiss of dawn
Posts: 25
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Post by Magicheart on May 15, 2007 20:18:27 GMT -5
Magicheart pounced on the rabbit and landed just short, her tail caught in a bush. She landed on the ground with her limbs all sprawled out. "Umph!" Magicheart looked on in disappointment as the rabbit hopped away, it's little white tail seeming to mock her as it bounced up and down. She flattened her ears and narrowed her eyes and she bolted after it.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on May 16, 2007 20:13:45 GMT -5
The sound startled Breezenight making her loose concentration. "If you make that much sound there wont be prey from here to The Island." She turned to see that her clanmate was running after the rabbit and gave a deep sigh, "That is no way of catching prey!" She exclaimed, but gave a small grin as she too ran after her.
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Magicheart
Newborn Kit
As time spills over into song, silver threads spin the loom and twilight chases the kiss of dawn
Posts: 25
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Post by Magicheart on May 17, 2007 13:43:42 GMT -5
Magicheart chirruped in laughter. "Tell that to the bush that tried to gobble up my poor tail!" she called out as she finally stopped out of breath in front of a burrow that the rabbit had just dashed into.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on May 17, 2007 16:26:17 GMT -5
"Oh.. well.." Breezenight heaved as she skidded to a halt next to Magicheart, she turned her head back and meowed with a humorous voice, "Hey bush that is no way to hunt, besides I don't think Magicheart's tail is tasty!" She joked and blinked at her companion.
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Magicheart
Newborn Kit
As time spills over into song, silver threads spin the loom and twilight chases the kiss of dawn
Posts: 25
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Post by Magicheart on May 17, 2007 23:18:39 GMT -5
Magicheart mrrrowed in laughter and kneaded her paws on the ground. "Well...we probably scared the prey off for half a mile around here! Got any other ideas?" she asked with a sigh.
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Post by -.NighTSighT.- on Jun 1, 2007 17:05:23 GMT -5
Breezenight shook her head gently, swiping her tongue over her muzzle she looked around her, the hight of the hills let them view everywhere beneath-- yet the constant feeling of the vertigo scared her, and she found herself gripping harder into the moorland grass. "What about patrolling the Shadowclan border? We may have to keep a lookout for them... and in the way we can hunt-- and the ground is much more flat over there.." She added with a hopeful tone.
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