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Post by Storm on May 14, 2011 21:03:35 GMT -5
Newleaf has finally arrived and the clans are starting to get busy. With the weather warm and the sun shining all is going well. But while the clans are getting along, the prey seems to be coming rather slowly this season..
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Post by Wolfstorm on May 31, 2011 19:48:01 GMT -5
Venomsnake sat at the edge of camp, his cold yellow eyes scanned the camp.
((I really don't know what to type with so few characters))
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Post by Storm on May 31, 2011 20:09:42 GMT -5
((Let me assist you with that  )) Hawkstar sat perched by his den, thinking of whome to assign on dawn patrol. Not many warriors would be awake at this time, but TreeClan warriors are. Grooming his thick pelt, Hawkstar glanced up at the clear sky. The sun was shining warmly and birds were singing. Today will be a good day.Warm sunlight penetrated through the walls of the warriors den, finally persuading Amberpelt to open her eyes. The slender she-cat drowsily stood up on her paws and gave a massive yawn. Stretching her legs, the brown tabby exited the warm den. Feeling a slight rumble in her stomach, she thought about heading towards the fresh-kill pile, though instead she thought she might volunteer for dawn patrol. Glancing around for Hawkstar, Amberpelt noticed Venomsnake sitting by himself at the edge of camp. She shuddered, there's always something cold about him. |
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Post by Wolfstorm on May 31, 2011 20:29:01 GMT -5
Venomsnake swiped away a bee that tried crouching near him. Standing up, he slowly made his over to the fresh-kill pile. As he yanked out a squirrel, he noticed Amberpelt looking at him. "What are you staring at little mouse?" he hissed, his yellow eyes flashing.
((first evil warrior rp character!))
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Post by Storm on May 31, 2011 20:40:11 GMT -5
At the sound of Venomsnake's hiss, Amberpelt desperately forced herself not to flinch, but ended up doing so anyways. "Nothing of your concern, Venomsnake." she meowed quietly. Amberpelt looked into his unappealing yellow eyes and blinked. Great StarClan..
Hawkstar noticed two cats by the fresh-kill pile, to realize it was Venomsnake and Amberpelt. Those two would make a good hunting pair.. he thought slowly. Padding over to them, he placed a warm smile on his face and grunted, politely interupting the conversation they seemed to be having. "Good morning Amberpelt, Venomsnake." nodding to the two warriors. "I'd like you two to go out on an early hunt. See if the prey has left their nests yet." he meowed.
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Post by Wolfstorm on May 31, 2011 20:43:46 GMT -5
Venomsnake's eyes narrowed as Hawkstar came over. He opened his mouth to speak, showing his white fangs, "Very well Hawkstar." he said, but in his mind, Venomsnake had differet thoughts. Someday, the clans shall be under my rule! Venomsnake flicked his black tail, ans stalked towards the barrior.
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Post by Storm on May 31, 2011 20:59:53 GMT -5
Amberpelt felt her heart drop as Hawkstar asked her to go on a hunting patrol with Venomsnake. Why her? Her tail slightly drooping, Amberpelt followed the cold warrior out of camp. Maybe they would split up to hunt, besides, that'd be an overall better way to hunt, right?
Hawkstar nodded at Venomsnake's reply and turned back to return to his recent sitting position from before. Just as he sat down again, Hawkstar saw Amberpelt trek after the tom rather slowly. Everyone in camp thinks that Venomsnake was cruel, but that is no way to think of a clanmate. Maybe if he just opened up a bit? Hawkstar thought unsurely.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 1, 2011 21:40:00 GMT -5
Venomsnake padded into camp, holding the prey he'd caught in his jaws. He spat them out into the fresh-kill pile, like they were crow-food he just ate. He walked over to his normal resting spot, a dark rock under a shady tree. Venomsnake curled up on his rock, bending in with the darkness of the shade.
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Post by Storm on Jun 1, 2011 21:49:43 GMT -5
Amberpelt scrunched up her face in disguist behind Venomsnake's back. Shaking her head, she dropped her prey on the fresh-kill pile and headed towards the warriors den for a nap. As soon as she flopped down on her nest, she felt a heavy weight loft from her shoulders. It's not easy hunting with a stubborn, cold tom.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Jun 2, 2011 20:30:25 GMT -5
Venomsnake snarled to himself as a plan began forming inside his head. He leaped off his rock, and padded into the warriors den. Spying Shadowclaw, his strongest follower, he walked over, and jabbed the black tom in the ribs hard. "Wake up Shadowclaw, I need to talk to you," he hissed venom at the tom.
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