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Post by ravenclaw on Oct 31, 2011 20:36:39 GMT -6
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It was moonhigh when Viperstrike walked into camp, head high and ears forward. His snow white pelt gleamed like brightly under the full moon. The gathering had been the night before. He was holding three plump mice and a robin. He had hunted with Midnightstar after becoming her mate and was proud. Afterall, you can't control your feelings. StarClan had planned his destiny and this was it. He walked to the freshkill pile after scanning the clearing for it and dropped his prey onto it. He looked around camp, his blue and green eyes observant. He went back to the barrier and waited for his new mate. His heart thundered so loud in his chest at the thought of Midnightstar. It was so loud he was surprised the clan was still asleep. His ear twitched as he caught a sound in the camp's barrier and waited patiently.
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Post by Midnightstar on Nov 3, 2011 14:00:45 GMT -6
Midnightstar padded through, her eyes lit in the night by pure happiness and love. "So, how do you like it here so far?" She asked quietly, not wanting to disturb her sleeping Clan. "I guess we should just tell them in the morning? My thought is that they'll probably be less grouchy if we don't wake them up," Her whiskers twitched in amusement and she purred.
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Post by ℳintу on Nov 18, 2011 10:02:42 GMT -6
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Catnipcloud had been a light sleeper since the Gathering - especially after seeing WindClan's condition. He did not pride himself on being worrisome or superstitious, but at times he found himself sinking down that path. For the past few nights he had awoken, taken a stroll around the territory, and then resumed his slumber until morning. However, this night was different, and he knew it as soon as he had exited the warrior's den. His nose had quivered and his golden eyes narrowed. He could feel his ears go down on the bath of his head, a threatened feeling passing through his veins. It did not take long to see who the offender was - a tom next to Midnightstar that stunk of RiverClan. He quickly pursued.
"Who are you and what do you think you're doing on this side, fish-lover?" he hissed, but attempted to keep his composure because of Midnightstar. His eyes shifted back and forth between the two, glaring at Viperstrike and looking confused at Midnightstar. What was she doing with a RiverClan cat?
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Post by Midnightstar on Nov 18, 2011 15:10:15 GMT -6
Midnightstar sighed, "Don't you dare wake up your Clanmates- they'll know soon enough without being woken up in the middle of the night," She flicked her tail at Viperstrike, "Viperstrike is joining ThunderClan as my mate." She glared at Catnipcloud for a few moments, "Anything else to say? Well, if so, too bad. Deal with it or clean the dens for a moon." She calmly licked a paw, not at all scared of Catnipcloud or the rest of her Clanmates.
Though Midnightstar hated cats that were arrogant, she also knew better than to fear her Clanmates- if she, as leader did that, they'd get what they wanted and the right decisions weren't likely to be made. Midnightstar also knew that it wasn't exactly 'good' for a leader to bow down to their Clanmates, althought listening to their opinions was a good idea.
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Post by warblersong on Jan 3, 2012 20:55:46 GMT -6
Badgertail hissed as a mouse escaped from his claws. It seemed even in his dreams his hunting was poor at best. But he didn't have time to grumble about his loss or even chase after it for he felt a brush of long fur against his pelt. He lifted his head and blinked his blue eyes still more asleep than anything else. After the ginger tail dissapeared outside of the den was he awake enough to realize what he had seen. Catnipcloud? What is he doing up this late?
Carefully Badgertail rose from his nest and followed. He didn't suspect the younger warrior of anything, but he simply had to be sure. And when he stepped out of the den and caught scent of an enemy warrior in their camp he almost yowled the alarm to the rest of the camp. All that stopped him was the fact that Midnightstar was already there. If she was going to sound an alarm she would have already done so. When she gave her short explination he hissed shocked. "What? How? Midnightstar he's a Riverclan warrior. He doesn't belong here."
He didn't want to defy his warriors wishes, it was against the warrior code. But then again clans were supposed to be seperate by the code as well. Was his leader breaking the code by allowing this outsider to live with them, regardless of the reason? and what part of the code was he to stand by?
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Post by Nothing on Jan 9, 2012 12:00:29 GMT -6
Fleetingthunder coughed. The medicine cat had seen enough of romance in his lifetime, and despite his admiration for his leader, this had gone far enough. Especially since the tom was advanced in years, and if he didn't approve of nosy kits, he did not approve of much, so to say.
"Viperstrike, you say?" The medicine cat mused, "That is a peculiar name, to say the least. Did you know that the strike of a viper will kill any cat that crosses its path? I found that out quite recently, fairly, fascinating I must say... But I delay you, my point is quite clear here. Midnightstar, what example will this set for your future kits? What example will it set for the whole of ThunderClan? I understand that you love him, but it is a matter of urgency, clan versus love. I think a choice should be made." It was no wonder how Fleetingthunder had little friends. He was reserved, uptight and wise. Not a very good combination to most.
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