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Post by dove on Dec 25, 2007 12:49:20 GMT -5
For five sunrises, Brackendust and Heathersong were traveling to IceClan. They made it to RageClan... Brackendust scented the air. "The scent marks are stale." He remarked. Over the days, he has become friendier, and he seems to notice life once more. He opened is maw, just to make sure. He nodded his head. "Do you think we should go through RageClan territory?" He asked Heathersong, keeping his eyes and ears pricked to any sound or movement.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 26, 2007 16:57:10 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Violet eyes shimmered from the depths of a scragly sage bush as Heathersong peered around nervously. Many a moon they had traversed now, and Heathersong wonder how far IceClan really was, having never traveled there before. It came now as a shadow of a thought of how her sister, Nightcloud, may be reacting to her disappearance. The femme jolted back to her surroundings at hearing Brackendust speak. She took a moment to process his question, then murmured, 'It would be swifter were we to traverse through RageClan, rather than circumnavigate their territory.' Heathersong paused for a moment, then added with a quick nod, 'Yes, let us go through RageClan.' The cream furred femme stepped from the brush, eyeing the expanse of territory before them, before tentatively crossing the border, padding deeper into RageClan's territory. [/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Dec 26, 2007 17:08:25 GMT -5
Brackendust nodded, following the hesitant femme. His nose flared as he just scented a familiar yet strange scent. Rainpaw... He thought. "Heathersong, wait." He whisper called. He smelled the scent again. Strong...fresh... He turned the opposite way, following to Ravenpaw and Rainpaw.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 26, 2007 17:11:54 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Heathersong paused, paw lifted in the air having been in mid-step. The femme placed back upon the ground, staring quizzically as Brackendust turned the other way. 'Where are you going? That is not the right way.' She hissed in an undertone, worry flashing in her eyes as she grew nervous, wondering if he had scented a RageClanner nearby, as she was unable to pick out a scent at the moment, her nostrils still flooded with the scent of the sage bush she had hidden in. [/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Dec 26, 2007 17:22:20 GMT -5
Brackendust looked up at Heathersong. Hope glimmered in his eyes. but so did worry. He felt something twist inside him as he thought of the beautiful she-cat. "I've found my brother." Then, he went straight into the undergrowth, following Rainpaw's strange, circling path. A moment later, he came back, totally confused. "It circles." he mewed.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 26, 2007 17:27:40 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
Giving an over-exaggerated sigh, Heathersong promptly sat down, watching with curiousity as Brackendust circled through the brush, following the scent trail of his brothers's. Heathersong yawned after a moment, then murmured sleepily, 'Well, mabye he was running in circles, no?' [/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Dec 26, 2007 17:31:54 GMT -5
Brackendust shrugged. He noticed how Heathersong yawned. "Perhaps, we should find somewhere to sleep? It's almost dark, and truly, I am getting quite sleepy." He yawned for effect. Truthfully, he was a bit tired but he was too excited to sleep. But as he thought of Heathersong once more, he felt that he should at least take care of her; 'Like...a mate...' He wondered at the prospect. He knew now that he liked, maybe even loved the beautiful, spirited, couragous she-cat.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 26, 2007 17:42:09 GMT -5
Heathersong;;
A yawn split Heathersong's maw as she nodded slowly, adding once her yawn was finished, 'Gladly. I am tired myself. I can barely keep my thoughts straight.' Hethersong heaved herself to her paws, stifling yet another impending yawn, before glancing around for a covered place to sleep. Spotting an old fox den, Heathersong squirmed through the narrow entrance, tumbling into a rather spacious cavern below. The scent of fox was stale, many moons old. None had been here of recent. Heathersong peered out of the cavern, having already grown warm from her provided body heat, and called softly for Brackendust. [/blockquote]
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Post by dove on Dec 26, 2007 18:10:52 GMT -5
Brackendust scented the air once more. One, for his brother, and two, for any RageClan cats. Once he knew everything was clear, he followed Heathersong. He squeezed himself through the small entrance and fell into the spacious cavern next to Heathersong.
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Post by Squid on Dec 27, 2007 13:09:01 GMT -5
OOC: Mind if I post here? Maybe one of my more understanding RageClan charries could take them through RageClan territory =D?
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Post by dove on Dec 27, 2007 15:55:58 GMT -5
OOC: Sure.
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Post by Brambles on Dec 28, 2007 18:48:11 GMT -5
OoC// More understanding...? I'm assuming you mean that Shadowtail is not very 'understanding.'
Well I agree hehe. [/blockquote]
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Post by Squid is Lazy xP on Jan 1, 2008 0:48:31 GMT -5
Wildpaw's thin pelt was nothing but a blurr as she streaked across RageClan territory. She had just come down Lightning Rock with Shadepaw, who still seemed to despise her very much, and had gotten hungry so decided to hunt. Wildpaw had heard the best hunting was around the borders and such. The lithe femme skidded to a stop when a familiar scent hit her MeadowClan...? Wildpaw continued to follow the scent, backtracking a ways, until she came to a foxhole. She peered down in the entrance then went in, spotting two MeadowClan cats, Wildpaw let out a greeting "Hello MeadowClanners"
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Post by whitedove on Jan 1, 2008 15:56:13 GMT -5
Dove's post:
Brackendust hissed, his back arching.
As the two cats from different clans met, a dark rain blur rushed towards the gathering cats. Rainpaw was approaching.
"What's going on?" He asked, clearly confused as his brother's scent hit his scent glands. Only now, it held the wilderness of other clans; MeadowClan was strongest. "Brackenpaw? Is that you?" He asked, although he clearly knew the answer. The MeadowClan's tom pricked his ears. "Rainpaw?" He asked. Rainpaw felt as if the whole world has stopped spinning. He felt as if his heartbeat was stilled and he could not breath. After an eternity moment, the MeadowClan tom spoke. " am now Brackendust." he said, solemnly. Resentment, and happiness both flared up inside him. I am the last to becom a warrior... He thought bitterly. Brackendust came out of the shadows, his eyes gleaming with mixed emotion. "Do you know where Larkpaw is?" He asked. Rainpaw bowed his head. "Larkwing is an Iceclanner. We have all found our clans." Brackendust bowed his head, running all of this through his head.
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Post by Brambles on Jan 1, 2008 16:48:04 GMT -5
OoC// Okay, I'm lost. Wildpaw came and found Heathersong and Bracekndust, that's all fine and dandy, but your post....White or Dove? Not sure...but your post is confusing...o.O [/blockquote]
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