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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 17, 2007 14:57:06 GMT -5
Dawnpaw, a small brown tabby with amber eyes, padded along the border with Ashclan. She was still new to Fogclan, and had went to patrol the border alone just to get away from the hectic camp. She hadn't walked to far before she scented an Ashclan cat. The fur on the back of her neck stood up and she looked in the direction the cat was coming from.
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Post by Amber on Nov 17, 2007 17:40:29 GMT -5
Fiercepaw strolled alongside the FogClan-AshClan border, scenting the air. His fur began to stand on end as he smelt a FogClanner, and he took off in the direction. He had to make sure the cat was not intruding.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 17:53:18 GMT -5
Dawnpaw spotted another cat coming towards her. She stayed calm, her amber eyes focused on the approaching cat. From his size, she could tell that he was also an apprentice.
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Post by Amber on Nov 19, 2007 18:59:31 GMT -5
Fiercepaw reached Dawnpaw, eyes questioning. "Aren't you trespassing?" he demanded, voice firm, but there was a trace of uncertainty barely hidden beneath his calm demeanor. He blinked, tail lashing in irritation as the wind blew, sending up a cloud of ash beneath his nostrils. He didn't cough, but it might affect the other apprentice.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 19:26:08 GMT -5
Dawnpaw's amber eyes watered a little as the ash blew into her face. She opened her mouth to reply, and inhaled some of the ash. She coughed a few times, making her eyes water more. When she finally stopped coughing, she looked at the Ashclan apprentice. "No, I'm not trespassing." She meowed. "I'm on Fogclan territory, not Ashclan."
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Post by Amber on Nov 19, 2007 19:29:24 GMT -5
"If you're sure," he murmured, eyes flashing with concern, "Are you alright? I guess a FogClan cat wouldn't be as well-adjusted to the ash." He blinked sympathetically. "I don't know what its like myself, not being an AshClan cat...but I'm sure the ash must bug you. Not too bad, I hope?" He was just making conversation, mostly because he was EXTREMELY bored.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 19:32:11 GMT -5
"Its not too bad." Dawnpaw meowed. "I just wasn't expecting it." She sat down, her amber eyes gleaming with curiosity. "So what's your name?" She asked, looking at the Ashclan tom.
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Post by Amber on Nov 19, 2007 19:37:26 GMT -5
Fiercepaw let a smile start to grow on his face. "Fiercepaw," he replied, "And yours?" His gaze was curious, and his eyes burned into this pretty she-cat's _____ ones.
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Post by rem<EMBER me on Nov 19, 2007 19:45:12 GMT -5
"My name is Dawnpaw." The she-cat meowed, her amber eyes never leaving Fiercepaw's. The tip of her brown tail twitched slightly, and she broke eye contact with the tom. What should I say to him? She thought.
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