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Post by Raven on Jun 3, 2007 8:07:06 GMT -5
The lovely white warrioress strode along Shadowclan's lands. Her gray nose in the air. She trotted softly on the ground. Thinking deeply of her plans. It'd be a while for them to trust her. She could wait. Blackfrost wasn't patient, but this would be over soon enough. Soon, she'd be Blackstar as they say. A demon among them. Dancingwind and Scorchpaw had a right to be wary of her. They'd be the first to go if they still wouldn't trust her. "This is your Territory Dancingwind." She said mockingly to her younger sister. [/center][/size] |
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Post by winterleaf on Jun 3, 2007 21:21:07 GMT -5
Timberkit was secretly following Blackfrost. His tabby coat brushed with the bushes and thorns in the ground as he creapt foward, his huge emerald eyes wide in curiosity. The small kit skidded to a halt once he heard the she-cat's voice. He had vaguealy wondered if she shared his family roots as he had heard rummors of her being his mother's sister. Shaking his head, Timberkit rose from the lusty ferns and playfully tackled Blackfrost. "BOO!!!" the little Shadowclanner yowled, his paws tightly grabbing the warrior's neck.
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Post by Thornpaw on Jun 8, 2007 12:59:27 GMT -5
“Shadowclan territory.” Dancingwind corrected her coldly as the grey warrior strode up next to her sister. She flexed her claws in irritation. This is more than she really needed right now. Shadowclan must hold. She snorted and turned to the ivory warrior. “Lead the way, sister.” A smile filled with disdain. Where is Scorchpaw? She wondered, keeping her thoughts to herself. But a yowl interrupted her thoughts. Her head turn swiftly, in time to see a tabby kit launch himself at Blackfrost. “Timberkit!” She mewed in surprise, though a hint of annoyance laced her figure. “What are you doing! Wandering so far from camp!” She eyed Blackfrost, daring her to try something. She turned back to the kit, her eyes softened. “Timberkit, why don’t you run along?” She didn’t feel comfortable having her kits near this cat. A feeling in her gut. Never, never again…
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Post by winterleaf on Jun 18, 2007 19:06:31 GMT -5
Timberkit grunted. "But mom, I want to stay with you and Blackfrost!" the tabby kitten explain, curtly bowing at the she-cat. His eyes grew wide at Dancingwind, rapidly flooding with tears. "Pleasee, let me stay! I'm soo lonely!" the young tom meowed in a tiny and persuading whisper.
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