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Post by coalpelt on Jul 30, 2008 23:39:47 GMT -5
Greyheart sat in camp licking his lips after a large meal of mice. He sighed contently "i guess I'd better do something instead of sitting here lazily all day" he thought and chuckled under his breath. Greyheart hoisted himself up onto his aching (from hunting all day for his clan) paws and stumbled sleepily over to a small group of cats sitting to the edge of the camp. "Hey guys!" he meowed warmly settling himself next to a friendly she-cat
OOC: anyone cat RP as the she-cat as long as she's friendly! Lol!
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Post by Squid on Jul 30, 2008 23:56:55 GMT -5
Blazefoot looked to her right when another tom came over and sat with them, she recognized Greyheart but barely knew him "Hey Greyheart" sitting with them was Polarsleet and Cinderglow, her brother and friend. "We were just chatting about the drought, and how we thought it was letting up a little" Cinderglow cut in.
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Post by coalpelt on Jul 31, 2008 0:02:30 GMT -5
"yeah I guess so" he yawned suddenly "what have you guys been up to today? I'm practicly dead on my feet!" he joked, he wasn't really interested in the drought, "why worry" he thought "i'll be worried when I die of lack of water" he thought merrily to himself... Ok he was weird and he addmitted it (to himself) oh well... At least nobody knew his other secret! (thank starclan for that!)
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Post by dove on Aug 13, 2008 22:05:21 GMT -5
Settingstar saw a group of her warriors talking, and became curious to know the new warrior. "Hello," Her voice calm and respectful. She bowed her head toward her deputy. She may be leader, but she had great respect for these cats who had all their loyalty for IceClan. She sat down, her pale blue eyes glittering with interest. "What are you all talking about?"
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Post by coalpelt on Aug 19, 2008 21:35:13 GMT -5
"you know... the usual" Greyheart replied "life threatening drought that is..." he added quickly desperatley trying not to be rude towards his new leader and make a good impression.
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Post by dove on Aug 24, 2008 20:15:52 GMT -5
Settingstar purred but her eyes were concerned. She nodded, acknowledging what he said and then turned to Polarsleet. "What do you think we'll do if the ice melts too much and floods our territory?" This has been bugging her for a while now.
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Post by Squid on Aug 26, 2008 21:11:08 GMT -5
Polarsleet hadn't thought about that until Settingstar brought it up "Well, if it floods our territory, depending on whether or not it gets that bad, we could either find higher ground that the whole clan could get to, or see if FogClan or RageClan will help, most likely not RageClan"
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Post by dove on Sept 12, 2008 20:48:43 GMT -5
Her purr was out of amusement, but she grimaced. "Yes, I believe a fall-back plan would be help from FogClan." Her voice sounded irritated, like scolding a warrior for doing something stupid. Dappleberry and Larkwing came u, curious to see why there was a crowd. "Hey," Larkwing mewed, high and perky. She's a young warrior, not fulling understanding the problem but rather looking at the advantages. Dappleberry, older and more mature got straight to the point, "What's going on?" She asked. Settingsoul turned to the two warriors. "Hello, Dappleberry, Larkwing." her gaze hardened on the young warrior. "Larkwing, I have to speak with you in my den later on. Remind me." Larkwing frowned slightly, her feminine brow creasing ever so slightly. "Oh...ok." Settingsoul turned back to Dappleberry. "We're concerned for if the ice will melt in this drought." Dappleberry's hazel eyes lit up with understanding. "Oh, I see what you mean." She replied, concerned. Larkwing tilted her head slightly. "Why do we have to worry? the prey was so hard to find in the ice in my opinion and now that they're coming out, it's a lot easier." Settingsoul hissed. "Are you seriously this mouse-brained?" She's usually a gentle cat, open to many ideas but the stress of many things were getting to her. Larkwing shrank down, feeling confused. "You are a warrior, use your head. If it floods too much then we'll have no territory or prey." With that Settingstar stalked to her den. "Come here after sunset." She called over her shoulder, still temperamental.
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Post by Squid on Sept 16, 2008 19:23:40 GMT -5
Polarsleet and Blazefoot exchanged glances "She's right Larkwing, if the territory floods, the prey will either flee, or drown, they're probably only coming out now to get out on time, as if they sense the flood" Polarsleet nodded to his older sisters words "I can't believe the drought just...came, we'd been doing so well for so long, and now this."
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Post by dove on Sept 21, 2008 16:58:03 GMT -5
Larkwing opened her mouth to protest, but shut it and looked down at her paws. Dappleberry looked at her young friend with sympathy and licked her shoulder for confort. She turned back to the other warriors, then turned to Polarsleet directly. "Polarsleet, I suggest you make as many hunting patrols as you can. We mustn't ponder why the drought has come, but what we must to do to survive it."
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Post by Fallentear || on Oct 8, 2008 2:39:35 GMT -5
A black form was huddled not far from the group, observing them quietly. She got to her paws, sauntered up to them and sat down among them, wondering if anybody had noticed her. Doubtful. She wasn't friends with many cats in the clan, and even then was she hardly acknowledged. Her eyes were a dull gray, making her look rather sleepy. When her jaws yawned slowly to speak, glistening white fangs were instantly her most prominent features. Her drawl was slow and bored, "I'll go." Her statement was simple, and her eyelids were hooded, as if she had been sleeping. Being a tricky feline however, none could tell that she was probably more wide awake than any of them. "I could use a good hunt." She rasped in her quiet, reptilian voice, stretching her forelegs before her and arching her back as if awaking from a long rest. Truly, she just wanted something to occupy herself with. It got boring just lazing around all day in camp...alone. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by coalpelt on Oct 8, 2008 19:49:00 GMT -5
"I will too" Greyheart said enthusiastic to meet and chat with the new she-cat with the interesting grey eyes.
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Post by Fallentear || on Oct 9, 2008 18:02:19 GMT -5
Her black pelt rippled in slight surprise as another tom promptly stepped up to the plate. She glanced sideways at him, and her ears flipped to her right as she faced foward again, so they still stayed zoned on him. "Would you like to come too?" She asked the youngest female warrior politely, "We need all the prey we can get, and you look like a pretty good hunter." The cat- Larkwing, she recalled- looked rather dejected for some reason. The black she-cat had seen Settingsoul snap at the young female, and had watched her two clanmates lecture Larkwing as well. She noticed that the warrior was slender and still young, like herself.
Silvertongue had slender legs, a long tail, and a thin build. This made her look taller than she actually was, when really she was normal height, merely smaller than most. Her pelt was perfectly groomed today, her jet fur gleaming in the sunlight.
Her smoldering gaze turned around to the others who had slightly berated Larkwing. "Polarsleet and Blazefoot, correct? Joining us?" Her voice was melodic and calm, although it was still slightly scratchy. This patrol was starting to look like a full-on war party. The clan would surely get fed with all these warrior heading into the forest to catch prey! [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Squid on Oct 13, 2008 18:35:18 GMT -5
Polarsleet shook his head "I can't, I have to organize some border patrols" Blazefoot looked between them "I'll gladly join" Sablemask, who was Polarsleet's older brother, just as Blazefoot was his older sister, walked over. He was a dark brown, with a bit of a kind of mask around his eyes. Sablemask's fur was thick from his winter coat, but one could easily see the lean muscles rippling beneath his coat "I'll go too, I've been in camp all day, it'd do me good to chase down a few good mice" He said with his normal, childlike grin. Despite being older than Polarsleet, Sablemask was not more mature, as he had mostly recieved his father's personality, who was infact, a most playful tom.
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Post by Fallentear || on Oct 15, 2008 23:19:41 GMT -5
Silvertongue nodded her head towards the energetic young tom that had approached. "Very well. That evens it out pretty well. Anyone else?" The black femme peered around with narrowed eyes. The others seemed to be regarding her with suspicion. But she wouldn't wait around all day for them to decide what to do. She was itching to get out of camp. [/color][/blockquote]
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