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Post by ._$p!d3r_. on Nov 7, 2008 23:54:16 GMT -5
Stormchaser sneered down at the fresh-kill pile. He hadn't been hunting in a while and felt bad that the pile of so low, it made him feel useless. Unsheathing the claws on his right paw, he batted at the ground and sent dirt flying. Scoffing he stood up and turned his back on pile. Hopefully someone would come along and hunt with him. He was growing boreder and boreder by the minute...not a good thing on his part. If he got bored he got angry, and when he got angry he got mean. Mean and Stormchaser were two things that were always in the same sentence and two things that were never found on their own...unless you were of BoneClan, then mean came naturally.
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 0:21:38 GMT -5
Swiftstar nodded to his deputy. "Not much is there." he sighed. His ears picked up the sound of paw steps. His green-yellow eyes travled to Stormchaser. "Greetings" he said, nodding his large black and white head. His gaze flickerd to the blue she-cat. His jaws parting to speak once more after seeing his clanmate's annoyance in lack of prey. "Bluefur" he looked at Stormchaser "And Stormchaser, would you like to accompany me on a hunting patrol. The clan could do with more" Swiftstar admitted truthfully. He sat up straighter. He waited for his clanmate's reply.
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Post by blue « on Nov 9, 2008 2:33:00 GMT -5
[/color][/size][/color][/right] f e a r; the o n l y way out is t h r o u g h
[/color] she whined to herself in her head. She couldn't just deny his invitation without a decent excuse, there was really no choice but to go hunting with them. If they didn't hunt later, there probably wouldn't be any prey running around anymore. She nodded to her leader, agreeing to go on the hunt. Bluefur didn't want to talk, it would ache her even more when she talked. {{ ooc when spider replies, we'll go to broken sycamore to hunt}} [/color] [/ul][/ul][/ul][/ul] [/size] [/ul]
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._$p!d3r_.
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Post by ._$p!d3r_. on Nov 9, 2008 15:56:28 GMT -5
Stormchaser's head stayed lowered and his eyes glued on the small fresh-kill pile. Swiftstar's words echoed around in his head and without a seconds hesitation, he lifted his head and smiled genuinly. "I would love to go hunting."He meowed gruffly and then stood up to shake. Flakes of dried dirt fell from his pelt and a small cloud of dust got worked up around his paws. Looking toward Bluefur, his head tilted to the side and he studied her. She seemed to be...weak was it? Or maybe just hungry. Hungry...like himself, it was a reacurring feeling. A feeling that grew near natural. "Where would you suggest?"
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Post by ~*Swift*~ on Nov 9, 2008 22:47:06 GMT -5
"How about Solar Stones?" he asked. "It's warmest there, so there should be more prey out" He added. He sat up straighter.
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._$p!d3r_.
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Post by ._$p!d3r_. on Nov 10, 2008 17:42:15 GMT -5
Yes, Solar Stones would the warmest. But did he want it to be warm? Or would it just irritate him some more. Of course, it was Swiftstar who had suggested it. Sighing he smiled and looked at Swiftstar. "Hmmm, Solar Stones sounds good." Stormchaser purred and started to walk towards the entrance when he remembered Bluefur. Stopping he waited for her answer before he made another move towards the entrance.Honestly, he didn't want Bluefur to come, but he wouldn't complain, it really wasn't high on his list of things to do. He would have to suck it up and deal with it. It wasn't the first time he had done something he didn't care for.
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Post by blue « on Nov 14, 2008 7:15:08 GMT -5
[/b] OPPS. imm late. mydestiny. Eye lids or more like one lid, drooped over the top of a pair of gorgeous, cyan blue orbs. The green world fuzzed, slowly melting into darkness then blurry images followed quickly. A tiny, green and blue dot was revealing in the blurry image, it was sharpening and becoming more familiar. Those dots, beautiful colours of the sky and earth were Stormchaser's eyes. Ghosty winds whipped at the blue cat's face, where her dull and depressed-looking eyes were. She nodded, not making any contact with the two felines. Her boney body shook madly as she darted away to Solar Stones rapidly. A slim shadow danced beneath her and seemed to fail to catch up with the frolicking body. {{gotta go. && go to solar stones.}} [/ul][/ul][/ul][/font]
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