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 Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 12:15 pm
Nightmoon awakened early in the morning and decided to go out hunting by the ShadowClan border. What a dull day from a dull life. She thought to herself. If life could get anymore duller she would die. What was her true purpose for living? There really was no point. "You serve your clan then you die." She muttered half to herself.
Nightmoon padded on bored as usual and stopped at the border. Well, I'm here. She thought to herself. As soon as she sniffed the air she scented rabbit. A rare treat, what a surprise. She got behind it and pounced. As her claws met fur the chase was over. The moment of excitement ended. She delivered the finishing blow and started to lick her paws to clean off the blood.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 12:47 pm
He didn't know why he was by the border. The idea struck him this morning, and now he was at it, waiting. Waiting for something to happen. Iceshiver wouldn't have come, he knew that. She was pregnant... With his kits. Twilightmoon couldn't say the simple sentence even once. He was shocked on belief, and now here he was, waiting for someone to appear.
However, he didn't expect anyone to come. Narrowing his eyes he thought he could see a mirror image of himself, from a distants. Wait, what? That was a Thunderclan cat! Not a Shadowclan... And certainly not a male.
Twilightmoon let out a small growl, standing up and lashing his tail angrily. "Who are you?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 12:59 pm
((I wants to steal a TwilightxIce kit. XD))
Nightmoon looked over the border and saw a cat similar to herself. Great, just what I needed a rude tom. She padded closer to the border and mewed, "I could ask you the same thing." From closer she could she the distinctive markings that resembled that of herself. He couldn't be the one Silverriple was talking about could he? Half-clan? What kind of concept did that bring?
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 1:02 pm
((Well... Who knows. ;D ))
Twilightmoon snorted at her retort, scuffling his paws around obviously getting frustrated. She made no since! How was she able to get so close to the border anyways? But she was right, what was he doing here? "I'm here because I'm waiting for someone." A mysterious she-cat had come to his dreams. He did not know who she was, but she had the same glistening voilet eyes as this she-cat.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 1:15 pm
((Her eyes won't be violet for long. XD. Nay is fixing them.))
"Sure." She shrugged and padded off a little distance. He just looks so like me. She turned back to him. "Was your father Snowshadow by any chance?" That question would turn out so weird if he weren't but... She had a feeling that he was her father's son.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 1:58 pm
((Oh. XD! ))
Twilightmoon took a step back at her question. Snowshadow? Why was she going to bring him into this conversation? He was gone. Snowshadow had left the clan after Twilightmoon became a warrior, and after his mother died... "Yes..." He replied warily.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 2:35 pm
"Well..." Nightmoon paused. This is just great. Why did she have to be related to him? "... My father was Snowshadow too..." Her mind thought about this over and over. Now, my life is of absolute value. To be a half-clan cat...
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 2:11 pm
He froze.
What had she just said? Had she just said that Snowshadow was her father? Twilightmoon stared blankly at her, wondering, shocked... She was his half-sister, and also an aunt... "Well," He gulped, looking away with his dark blue eyes, "Your an aunt..."
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 3:02 pm
Nightmoon just stared towards him with her cold violet eyes when she managed to spark up the littlest bit of excitement in her voice and mewed. "I glad to hear of it. Who's the lucky one?" Part of her urged to scream unlucky one, who would fall for a cat like him. Of course her judgements were always harsh so she couldn't think of the positive.
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