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 Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 11:36 am
She meows softly, licking her friend. "Nothing will happen to our kits."
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 12:34 pm
Skystar gazed down at Sparkpaw. He hesitated before awnsering. This apprentice is so young... he thought. His tail swished with mild irratation. He knew that Sparkpaw wanted to become a powerful warrior, but he douted that it would be now. "Sparkpaw," he mewed, "I would appriciate it if you would stay here to protect the Queens, kits, and elders for me." He lept off the highrock and onto the ground, face-to-face with Sparkpaw. "That is an honorable job. For, if the queens and kits were killed, Moonclan would have no future!" Skystar's ice-blue eyes gazed deep into Sparkpaw's, willing him to see that this was an honorable job. "If it makes you feel like I trust you better, I will let you guard them alone." Skystar sent a silent prayer to Starclan that the badger would not get as far as the camp. "How does that sound to you?" he questioned Sparkpaw.
Rainfoot listened intently to the worried mews outside the makeshift nursery. "A badger!" she exclaimed. She drew her blue-grey tail around the kits. They were suckling, and mewed in frustration at being moved. She gently licked their heads and softly purred in reasurance to them. They are becoming so beautiful! She thought. She hadn't seen Skystar in a while. He is probably just busy. She thought to herself. The kits' fur was distinctly recodnisable now. There were two blue-gray kits, a she-cat and a male, that looked like Rainfoot, a small light gray she-cat, like Skystar, and a creamy-white she-cat. Rainfoot had no idea where the cream colored fur might have come from, but it certainly wasn't her family. Rainfoot was considering names for the kits, so far she had come up with Bluekit and Pondkit for the two identical blue-gray kits, Featherkit for the fragile light gray kit, and Milk-kit, for the creamy kit. Rainfoot flattened her ears to her head. She was dredfully worried about the badger. The kits shifted restlessly, smelling her fear-scent but not knowing what it was. Starclan protect us! Rainfoot prayed.
((How about the badger does get to the camp so that the cats there will have some fun with it. biggrin ))
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 1:58 pm
Sparkpaw's eyes glimmered as she realized the important job Moonstar had imprinted on her. Tail swishing from side to side, her body showed her eagerness. "I'll protect them with my life," she mewed, then raced off to the nursery where all the queens, kits, and elders were.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 2:13 pm
Rainfoot lifted her head and her ears went forward as a young apprntice came rushing into the den. "Can we help you?" she mewed. Milk-kit let out a shrill mew as Bluekit pushed her over in order to get more milk. Rainfoot gently nudged Milk-kit to another spot to nurse. Rainfoot was filled with love for these tiny cats from ears to tail tip. "Is Skystar outside?" she asked the apprentice.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 2:27 pm
"He went to go fight the badger I think," she replied. "I'm here to protect everyone while he's gone. He picked me out specially." Her eyes sparkled proudly with this great responsibility.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 5:41 pm
Once Skystar had left camp with the patrol, Ebonywhiskers padded into Moonheart's den and meowed,"Well, I guess it's now or never. We had better get going if we want to make it to Moonpool by moonhigh. Moonstar? Hello?" He looked around the cave that made up the medicine cat's den, and he couldn't find her anywhere. He rushed out into the camp and turned to see Blackkit stumbling towards the entrence, with a yowl he pelted over and grabbed the kit by the scruff, scooping him up and going back towards the nursery. As soon as he had set the small ball of fluff down, he heard a loud growl, and turned to see the badger looming in the entrence of the camp.
(the queens said that they wanted to get in on the fight too. I'm sorry Leafpool but I had to use your caracter for a couple seconds, I got the badger into camp for the queens.)
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 7:00 pm
Patchleaf's fur bristles with fear. "It's the badger!" She whispers."
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 7:01 pm
Sparkpaw stood protectively in front of the nursery entrance. Fur bristling, she watched as the badger entered camp. If the badger approached the nursery, Sparkpaw was ready to attack and fight.
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Posted: Thu Dec 14, 2006 7:04 pm
RavenFear Patchleaf's fur bristles with fear. "It's the badger!" She whispers.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 9:37 am
Starwhisker grabbed Blackkit and wrapped her tail around her.
"What am I going to do with you Blackkit?" she mewed.
She edged foward in front of Crowkit and Blackkit and hissed
at the badger praying to StarClan that it wouldn't take any of the kits.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 10:13 am
Silentstorm standed by the enterice of the camp. He kept his ears up. he muttered to himself softly. "something in not right."
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 12:51 pm
-.C.h.i.b.i.- Silentstorm standed by the enterice of the camp. He kept his ears up. he muttered to himself softly. "something in not right." ((i'll say something isn't right! there is a badger inside the CAMP!))
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 2:40 pm
Ebonywhiskers saw the badger and all but threw Blackkit at his mother before racing straight into the intrueder. Giving up a yowl he called,"Waterclan the badger is in the camp," hoping that some warriors might hear his cry. He lept at the disgusting animal and ripped his claws down it's face, trying for it's eyes, the badger threw him and he hit the nursery entrence. Rousing himself and attacking once again, he sent up a quick prayer to Starclan, Please let some cat have heard me, besides the queens...
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 3:03 pm
Rainfoot gasped and let out a startled yowl as the large lumbering beast approached. Its small beady eyes useless, but its powerful nose sniffing nonstop. It smelled the scent of blood, kits blood. Rainfoot grabbed Featherkit by the scruff. She was too small and fragile to fend for herself. Rainfoot's ears were pressed flat against her head and she tried to usher Bluekit, Pondkit, and Milk-kit twords the back of the nursery. "Starwhisker! Patchleaf! I need help!" she mewed desperatly. The three kits on the ground stumbled head over paw and ended up splayed in a heap, mewling. Rainfoot sent a silent cry of help to Starclan as she hear Ebonywhiskers attack the badger. Its great head swung from side to side, trying to keep up with Ebonywhisker's lithe form.
Skystar and the patroll were running through the forest. His sences were alert for the tinyest hint that the badger was near. Suddenly the patroll broke through a thick bramble bush and stumbled into a small, sandy clearing. Skystar's eyes widened at what he saw. There was a small clif at the back of the clearing, with crevices big enough to fit multiple cats inside. The hollow was protected by thick brambles and thorns. SKystar slowly padded into the center of the clearing where in front of him stood and ancient oak tree. It was the largest oak Skystar had ever seen, and it was hollow inside, a perfect place for a comfortable den. There were also plenty of low-hanging branches. Skystar lept onto one and surveyed the area. His spirits soared, Perhaps Moonclan will have a new home! The small clif at the back of the camp and the thick bushes forming a sort of semi-circle around it would be excellent protection from outside forces. The trees curved in slightly to give the hollow and enclosed and cozy feel, yet there were plenty of spots cats could lay in the sun and bask on the warm sand. Skystar beamed at the patroll, they were all looking curiously around the hollow. He suddenly remembered the pourpose for the patroll when he heard a desperate cry from somewhere far away. Ebonywhiskers!
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