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Post by ripped. on Jun 11, 2008 22:28:02 GMT -5
ooc - this is intended to break out into a fight, to have some action happen, you know? so anyone feel free to join in, no need to ask. :]
A large, muscular feline bounded through the grass, the wind blowing his long, dark tabby fur back as he ran. Emerald audits were narrowed, blinking often because his eyes dried from the wind. His paws were itching to do anything, his claws aching to feel fur and flesh between each other. He longed for the warm, rusty taste of blood to gush into his mouth whenever he bit into an opponents flesh.
Crimsonstorm felt that tensions were getting to their limits as the drought carried on, and he was sure that one of the Clans will eventually snap and turn on another. When this will happen, he doesn't know, but he can feel it will happen soon. Even a kit would be able to feel the tension hanging in the air, waiting for someone to claw at it so something exciting will happen. Firepaw stood in an open clearing, the ground mostly loose sand with strands of grass poking out in random spots. He was practicing his battle moves not that long ago, and was just relaxing at the moment. Then, a tabby burst out from the bushes and landed neatly on the ground in front of Firepaw, BlazeClan scent hitting Firepaw's nostrils. The AshClan apprentice tensed, his claws instantly unsheathing. The tom smirked. "You're only an apprentice." It was a statement, not a question to confirm it. The tom's claws were unsheathed as well, and Firepaw knew this tom probably wanted a fight. [/center][/blockquote]
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