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Post by Storm on Aug 20, 2011 12:28:12 GMT -5
Nettlepaw sighed and shook his head. "No, no.." He was debating in his thoughts wether to explain his feelings to Wildpaw but then decided not to. "Just- nevermind." He meowed. Nettlepaw knew that Wildpaw had no idea of what he was trying to say, so he just curled up into a ball and dozed off.
((Go on chat))
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 20, 2011 13:48:23 GMT -5
((can't, don't have Flash)) Wildpaw yawned, curling up in a tight ball. "Goodnight Nettlepaw." he muttered before droswing off. *later that night* All was quiet. Everyone was in the dens, sleeping, dreaming the night away. Owlscream perked her ears as she trotted out of the warriors den, scanning the camp with her blue eyes. "Hmm. Tonight's air is still somehow. I wonder why..."
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Post by Storm on Aug 20, 2011 13:54:39 GMT -5
Shadowclaw was sleeping in his nest, his large frame hidden in the shadows. He heard a rustling coming from infront of him and opened one wary eye. He thought he could make out Owlscream's pale-colored pelt through the dim light, and hesitated before silently getting out of his nest and following her. Shadowclaw hid in the darkness beside the Warriors den and waited for her next move. What is Owlscream up to? He pondered in his mind.
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Post by Wolfstorm on Aug 20, 2011 15:22:42 GMT -5
Owlscream swipe her tongue over the right side of her face, where the scar reaching from her ear, all the way down to her mouth was loctaited. "I wonder if my plan worked. After, Wolfstar just can't randomly have kits, right?" she asked herself, glancing her blue gaze towards the entrance. With a flick of her thick, smooth tail, the creamy-white fawn-covered she-cat padded though the barrior with light even steps. ((terri if Shadow follows her))
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Post by Storm on Aug 20, 2011 16:37:59 GMT -5
Shadowclaw narrowed his eyes in suspicion and silently stalked after Owlscream, slipping through the camp entrance just moments after she left camp.
((Terri))
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Post by spots on Aug 21, 2011 17:30:29 GMT -5
Thistlestrike yelped as a sharp thorn pricked into his side. He grumbled quietly, careful not to wake the other warriors as he picked it out of his pelt, licking up the blood and keeping the thorn in his teeth. He trotted out the barrier and over to a thick brush where he dropped the stupid thorn. Now fully awake, he knew there was no chance he could go back to sleep easily. He walked a bit, before leaping up into a tree and settling down in the crook of a large branch. He stretched out, hindquarters in the air before he settled in and rested his muzzle on his two front paws. The forest was silent but for the obnoxious crickets, and Thistlestrike loved the tranquility.
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 21, 2011 23:08:14 GMT -5
Specklepaw hung her head in confusion, if she wasn't sick, then why was she acting so weird around Nettlepaw? This was all so confusing....
Fleckedpaw twitched her ears in concern but before she could try and talk with Specklepaw she heard some low, growling voices conversing about something. She motioned for her sister to follow her and held her ear to the air.
((Terri))
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Post by Storm on Aug 22, 2011 22:15:01 GMT -5
((Guys, the whole clan isn't supposed to go out into the territory to find Shadowclaw and Owlscream. No one's supposed to catch them talking.))
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Post by fatalisexpiriment on Aug 23, 2011 12:59:03 GMT -5
Specklepaw had snuck back to camp with Fleckedpaw. Neither had slept a wink out of fear.
When the sun rose, Specklepaw groaned and stretched her stiff muscles. Fleckedpaw did her best to try and sleep the few minutes she maybe had.
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Post by Storm on Aug 23, 2011 13:14:28 GMT -5
Nettlepaw yawned and drowsily got to his paws, the memory of being with Specklepaw the night before filling his thoughts. Strangely, he smiled just thinking of her and turned to where she was sleeping. Maybe she'd come hunting with me.. he hoped in his thoughts. Gently, he prodded her in the side. "Hey, wanna go hunting?" Nettlepaw grinned.
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