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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 7:44 am
Featherdance was joyous to have her mate Fogstorm. She knew that he loved her very much, but at the back of her mind something was bothering her. Featherdance was not the only one to love Fogstorm, she-cats were practically fighting over him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 7:52 am
 Fogstorm dropped a bird onto the freshkill pile. It felt good to be hunting, but his heart soared even more when he glanced at his mate, Featherdance.
Something was bothering her. Some set of her golden eyes warned instincts that he didn't know he had but all toms did that a storm was coming. He only hoped that their love could conquer it and weather the storm. If only I knew what was troubling her! he thought desperately. Then I could prepare for the onslaught, martial my defenses, then we could still be together a moon from now...
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 3:21 pm
 Flaming fang torotted out of the warriors cave, a mischevous grim on her face as she looked around, a light morning mist shrouding the gorge and forest above. Familiar scents flooded her jaws as she opened them wide in a yawn. With practiced skill she leapt silently down to the gorge base and trotted over to the brook flowing from the Glowing Cave. She lapped up the cold refreshing water gratfully, enjoying the wakefulness that washed over her like a wave from the sea.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 2:20 pm
"Good morning, Flamingfang," Fogstorm yawned. "Got any plans for the day?" The graceful she-cat had a light in her eyes that Fogstorm realized, too late, bode no well. He suddenly deeply regretted speaking to her. "I, um, I've got to go," he mumbled. "See you around?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 6:01 pm
Flamingfang turned to look at fogstorm and raised an eyebrow.
"My my, we're jumpy today arnt we? Whats got your tail in a knot?" She asked, her eyes glittiering with mischeif. Ah, how she loved to torture the toms~She padded over to the fresh kill pile and picked out a plump sparrow, giving fogstorm a look communicating, 'if you dont answer, I'll follow you until you do.'
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 9:25 pm
"I, uh, I was wondering where Featherdance was, that's all. And, I, um...I just realized she was up there." Fogstorm fumbled for words in the face of Flamingfang's glimmering amber eyes. Was she deliberately trying to cause trouble?! "I...I have to go!" Fogstorm leapt away as quickly as he could.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 1:13 pm
Flaminfang snickered at Fogstorm's jumpiness, and finished her sparrow quickly, spitting out a few feathers, and climbing carefully up the rocks after him, intent of a little game of jelousy.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 9:00 pm
Behind him, Fogstar heard another cat following him. He took a swift glance behind him to see Flamingfang following him. Great StarClan, why?! he thought desperately. He sped up, practically flying over the boulders up the cliff, trying to loose the flaming ginger she-cat behind him.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:36 am
Flamingfang watched where the tom was going, and continued caually along, enjoying his despair. Her amber eyes were full of mischevous misgigings as she followed Fogstorm up the gorge.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:41 am
Fogstorm whirled around. "Why are you following me?!" he snapped. "Haven't you got anything better to do? Like jumping off a waterfall or something?" He was tired of her following him! What would Featherdance think if she caught him talking to a brilliantly-pelted she-cat and then see the she-cat following him?!
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:24 am
Flamingfang blinked, and cocked her head. Fogstorm of all cats should know how dangerous it is to insult her. But, she was halfway down the gorge ad he was at the top.
"Who? Me? I'm not following anyone, just going to the forest to do some hunting. Or would you like to insult me some more and see what happens?" She asked, eye glittering dangerously, as she then ignored the tom and continued up the slope.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 2:25 pm
Really? Fogstorm wondered. He watched her climb up the canyon walls. Or is she following me? He was torn. Should he meet Featherdance or should he find out if Flamingfang was telling the truth? Would Featherdance wait? Probably, he decided. Surely she understands that I have my curiosity to sate! He followed Flamingfang quietly and stealthily.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 3:04 pm
Flamingfang had just got to the top of the gorge and began into the forest. Her sensitive ears head some rustling, some ways behind her, though knew it was not prey. She turned her attention to a sparrow, nestle on a tree branch, chirping happily. Flamingfang quietly slid along the ground, until she was a few foxlengths away from being below the branch. Then she pushed forward with all her might and leapt into the air, her claws outstretched, siking into the surprised sparrow as its life slipped away and became nothing more than freash kill. flaming fang released the sparrow on the dop down to earth, and landed neatly, the sparrow plopping down beside her. She groomed a paw, her amber eyes smug.
"Its not nice to spy on others," Flamingfang mewd quietly, stretching and covering the sparrow with some dead leaves and doft soil.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:51 pm
Guiltily, Fogstorm slipped away. He shouldn't be doing this; she had a point. He padded off deeper into the forest to catch some prey. Above him, a thrush called out a greeting to the sun. He crouched and leapt, snagging it just barely with one claw. With the prey dangling from his jaw by the wing, Fogstorm headed back to the gorge. He would hunt some more later with his mate.
Flamingfang's behavior still haunted him. Had she been following him? Or had she merely been going in the same direction? Flamingfang's just being flirtacious, as usual, he told himself crossly. Honestly, she thinks that just because she's the color of fire she has to act like it! Leaving his thoughts of the brilliant she-cat behind him, he deposited his thrush on the freshkill pile back at camp and set off to find Featherdance.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 9:59 am
Flamingfang smiled winningly at the sound of the tom slipping away, and she lay down, dappled light flitering down from the trees ontot he forest floor. It was quiet here, and the wind ruffles the greenery above. The smug look on her face disapated, as she blinked, thinking back to her mother, and the warmth of the nursery, a soft lullaby humming in her ears. She closed her eyes, the images swimming in her head, and a tear rolled down her cheek...It seemed that this happened when she was alone. That her mind would always drift back to when she was happiest...
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