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Post by splash on Jan 9, 2009 0:38:43 GMT -5
The young gray-striped tom landed lightly on all fours, his tail swishing agitatedly in the air. He turned his head, cocking his ears for any sign of movement. The keen blue eyes scanned the foliage. His jaws were agape, tasting for prey.
Splashpaw had come hunting alone hoping to get away from his restless clan-mates. The more skeptical cats were still worried about the Everglow and even those who believed that relief from the great thirst would come soon wer jumpy, but that was no excuse to snap out at anyone who was curious as to when the dawn patrol would be heading out.
He paused in his hunting, lifting his head up to the stars and gazing at the bright, glimmering specks. Dozens of ideas for new stories rolled about in his head, but with everyone the way they were now, no one was willing to sit still enough to listen.
Midnight was harsh; the middle of the night when the world just seemed to freeze in time and place. Not a single movement could be detected. Splashpaw had been hoping to find even a single sleeping form of one of the very last prey stranglers. However, he had no such luck.
The scent glands in his mouth picked up another smell. His whole body went rigid, alert, then relaxed again. The fur lining his spine laid flat once more, and Splashpaw mewed out a greeting to the approaching cat.
"Hullo." |
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Post by Amber on Jan 10, 2009 21:52:01 GMT -5
"Hello, Splashpaw," the golden ginger tom mrrowed to his Clanmate, as he landed on all four paws next to him. He had leapt from one of the very, very few trees in their territory as soon as he had been noticed following his apprentice. However, he hadn't been following very long - he had only just saw Splashpaw out there - and Stallionclaw had to admit that the younger tom was not too slow on his senses.
Smiling genuinely, he flicked his tail onto the apprentice's shoulder. The warrior wondered if Splashpaw had a new story to tell. Stallionclaw did so enjoy stories, even though sometimes he didn't have the time to listen to them, and he didn't have anything to do now...He was quite bored. He supposed it was selfish to feel 'bored' when his Clan needed him, when his kin and Clanmates might be in need...
Swiveling his ears to sound after sound for a moment, he tried to pinpoint any prey, but all that could be determined was the faint sound of grass brushing up against grass and a twig being swept across the land by the moor's winds. He sighed in frustration, then glanced at the gray-striped apprentice beside him, wondering if he'd noticed.
Of course he has, he thought, but thats beside the point. He then gave a wry smile, trying to return his genuine expression, but failing miserably anyway.
"Hey, Splashpaw, do you have any new stories to tell?" Stallionclaw asked, his faked smile turning into a real beam. He seemed to glow in the starlight, and he seemed like he really wanted to hear one. His claws sheathed as he realized they had been unsheathed, and his tail flicked back where it belonged beside him and not on Splashpaw's shoulder.
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Post by bluestream on Jan 12, 2009 20:17:12 GMT -5
"How about we tell those stories tomorrow?" Hawkwind replied. He had been on patrol the whole night and wasn't surprised to see these two felines out and about. "I may have a blind eye but it doesn't mean I'm good at certain things." He said after he saw the amazement in the young apprentices face. Hawkwind smiled and looked at Stallionclaw. "You have a mighty fine apprentice Stallionclaw." he told his fellow Clanmate.
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Post by splash on Jan 13, 2009 22:38:19 GMT -5
Splashpaw's tail flicked around nervously although his face remained passive, and he quickly scanned his memory for anything stupid he might have done while his mentor was following him. The scan turned up with nothing prominent, and he relaxed a bit more. The tip of his tail came to rest at the light grey tips of his front paws.
He purred warmly, grinning from ear to ear. Yes, he had many stories that he was just itching to release. The anticipating crowd roared for more...Oops, there he went again. "Yes, Stallionclaw, there are a few ideas I have been playing with," he mewed, a hint excitement coating his tones. Then he reconsidered. Perhaps he should have said no? His mentor might disapprove of him thinking of such menial and unimportant thoughts when there was such a crisis going on, and things to do that would require his full attention. But then, Stallionclaw usually approved...But now was different, wasn't it? "Er, that is, when I wasn't on any tasks..." His sentence trailed off lamely as the voice died in his throat.
It was just then that Splashpaw, having noticed only his mentor, saw the arrival of one more cat. "Hawkwind," Splashpaw spluttered. That a very un-respectful greeting, Splashpaw. he chided himself.
"Yes, Hawkwind." he replied obediantly, tipping his head in a sign of respect. He was usually always alert, and was rarely snuck up on, so the few times that a new presence came without his knowing, it unnerved him. Well, at least he hadn't jumped.
The praise, of course, boosted his confidence and his spine straightened out until he was sitting upright and his head held high in the air. Seeing as the comment hadn't been directed at him, he stuck to a mega-watt beam, the glee sprawled all over his face. Splashpaw, ever the entertainer, felt joy of his own when his audience was pleased, even though this wasn't exactly one of those times...
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