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Post by ripped. on May 24, 2009 18:24:55 GMT -5
xo.respect; walk.ox
The presense of another cat was made every piece of fur stand on edge all over his dark tabby pelt. Yet, when he parted his jaws, or listened for the scent of the sound of their breath, he heard nothing but the sound of silence. It irritated him, knowing he wasn't alone, but being unable to sense them..physically, at least. In the Spirit Jungle, he felt it lived up to the stories told that spirits walked alongside those who enter.
xo.what did you say?.ox
Crimsonstar felt all he had to do was respect the land, and the name of StarClan, and he'd be fine there. He was trying to hunt, but he was doing a poor job today. At least, he felt like he was. A squirrel, and a fat mouse was all that was scurrying out of the hiding spots in the forest. He growled, and tried to scent something again.
xo.respect; walk.ox
This time, the breeze carried the mouth-watering scent of prey. He followed the scent with ease, and his emerald eyes locked on the mouse that was shuffling around. His white paws were placed lightly on the ground, careful not to let the vibrations of his movements carry over and alert the mouse of his presense. Within moments, he had pounced, and made his kill. But then, a twig snapped, and he whired around, demanding to know who was there. 'Show yourself!'
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Post by Squid on May 24, 2009 20:23:45 GMT -5
A lithe tom slinked out of the bushes and dipped his head respectfully "Hello, Crimsonstar" Chancestep said, lifting his head to look at his leader. He had been taking a calming walk for a while before spotting Crimsonstar, and in an effort to talk to the tom, Chancestep had begun to head his away, until he saw him hunting. Instead, Chancestep hid in the bushes, waiting, and was going to come out only an instant before he stepped on a twig. "Sorry if I surprised you" |
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Post by ripped. on May 25, 2009 11:03:25 GMT -5
xo.is there no standard anymore?.ox
His fur settled once he saw it was Chancestep. 'That's quite alright, I'm just..always on edge here,' he murmured the last bit, and it was true. In his past, when he stood by as his sister died..he practically killed her. Her death was always going to be on his conscience, and he felt that, somewhere in between the trees, she was there, walking with him. Or perhaps she could by waiting for the moment to bring about his own death upon him.
xo.what it takes, who i am, where i've been.ox
Crimsonstar felt embarrassed that his own Clanmate startled him, but he tried not to let it show. He went ahead and burried his kill, making a note in his head to come back for it. He looked over at Chancestep, his emerald audits normal again with their usual glow. 'Do you want to join me in hunting? I think we'd catch more with two sets of claws instead of just one.'
xo.you can't be something you're not.ox
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