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Post by Graystar on Nov 6, 2007 14:25:16 GMT -5
A broad shouldered gray tom pushed his way through the brush and sat on top of a rock over looking the borders. Different scents hit his mouth. His arctic blue gaze scanned the undergrowth not really looking for prey but looking for any cat that might be around at this time of night. Things had been hectic for him lately in his Clan. The gray leader just wanted some time to relax away from his leadership duties. He spreaded out on the warm rock and closed his eyes.
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Post by Squirrelstar on Nov 10, 2007 13:53:06 GMT -5
OCC:Ima join.
BIC:Squirrelstar padded through the forest of trees and sounds and prey.She scented the air.She could smell another cat near by and it was GrayClan.She knew exactly which cat it was to.She padded into the opening near the borders and looked up to se the cat she had scented."Hey,whats wrong?"she mewed to the gray leader who looked down and full of misery.
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Post by Graystar on Nov 13, 2007 11:46:11 GMT -5
The gray tom's blue eyes slowly opened to find Squirrelstar standing there. "What's wrong? Oh nothing just that I'm beyond stressed from trying to rebuild my clan and my apprentice pretty much disappeared. It's chaos in my Clan but still we'll pull through." he growled looking stronger not wanting to appear weak even to Squirrelstar.
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Post by Squirrelstar on Nov 13, 2007 17:17:45 GMT -5
Squirrelstar was taken back at the tone of his voice."Oh okay..I cant help you there"she mewed in the same voice he had.She turned ready to stalk off,but stopped remebering he had a bad temper.He never did like to show his emotions she thought.She turned back towards him and this time walked closer to him.She could hear his breathing she was so close.
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Post by Gun .xx. on Nov 18, 2007 11:43:29 GMT -5
There was a russle from the far side of the clearing, and a small silver bangel emerged. Her blue eyes peirced the darkening night, and she grinned, rows upon rows or shiny pearls twinkling in the night. The she-cat padded to Graystar's side. 'What you need is a better deputy that will acctually help you in the long run rather than sit arond like a lump of carrion.' The femm's breath held the stentch of blood from the fresh-kill she had just eaten. Her tail twitched. Her sleek body shone in the light of the moon. She turned her dome towards the sky, the stars reflecting in her pools of blue. 'TwilightClan is with us tonight,' she meowed.[/color]
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Post by Graystar on Nov 18, 2007 12:53:23 GMT -5
The gray leader stood up and glared at the she-cat that had just appeared. "Are you saying that Pantherpelt isn't a good deputy?" he stared harshly at the silver she-cat before sitting down heavily. "Perhaps your right. I just don't know anymore." the gray leader looked ten times older as he stared at the ground. "That might make GrayClan seem stronger." he mused. The GrayClan leader's blue eyes lit up like flames as he stared at the two she-cats suddenly looking stronger. "I shall think on this." he leapt from the rock trotting over to a tree. Unsheathing his claws, Graystar rose to his hind legs and rip his claws down the tree making them undoubtly sharper. "So what brings you two here?" he asked with a small and maybe evil smirk.
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Post by Gun .xx. on Nov 18, 2007 19:21:45 GMT -5
Owlwhisker chuckled, ignoring Graystar's second question. 'That's not what I ment at all. Just, well, I don't really see him do much, accept talking to kittypets and beating up apprentices,' she meowed, recalling the night when Pantherpelt had been caught talking toa kittypet. Of course, that was the only part she really could remember, just from the shock of it. Owlwhisker's nose twitched an she suddenly lashed out a paw, sending leaves fluttering. Sghe held out her paw, a mouses tail danging between her claws. It squealed in terror, but she continued, 'Of course, it could just be me.'[/color]
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Post by Graystar on Nov 20, 2007 14:12:49 GMT -5
The GrayClan leader stared at Owlwhisker for a moment before a grin spread across his face. "Oh really? So let's say I did replace Pantherpelt. Who would be the wisest cat for the job?" he smirked as he waited for the she-cat's answer.
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Post by Gun .xx. on Nov 20, 2007 20:14:51 GMT -5
Owlwhisker just shrugged. 'I dunno. A good fighter.. skillful hunter, a cat who sticks up for whats right? Some mumbo jumbo stuff like that.' The femme still held the mouse in her claws. Then, finally she tossed it in the air and caughtit in her mouth. 'Of course, as I said, it may just be me. I guess some good cat, though, if you do change him.' The she-cat sighed. Now, she was power-crazy. But she wasn't eveil. Sure she'd step on a few cats to get to be leader. But it wasn't that Owlwhisker just wanted to BE leader, no, that was not the reason she was stomping all over Pantherplt. But really, what kind of warrioir talks to kittypets and beats up other Clans pprentices?[/color]
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