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 Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 11:05 am
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This is the western section of their fields and also a bit smaller than the eastern. Good running place, always a decent breeze.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 5:53 am
Quote: Thought this would be the closest to the camp xD Windclan QueenxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A A purr rumbled through Featherwhisper as she padded close to her mate with Ravenflight just ahead. She felt happy that she wasn't in camp but she had an odd feeling in her stomach still. She didn't wanna tell Ravenflight because she knew the medicine cat would turn them back. Sighing she pressed her pelt to Blizzardstar and rubbed her maw against his neck. Original Riverclan Cat
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KittySongLUVsJONASBoys Crew
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 1:46 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx  The m e d i c i n eXc a t is to be feared m o r e than the disease─────────────────────────────────────────────────
Ravenflight led the way, glancing back every so often to look at Featherwhisper. While she was frustrated that the queen insisted on going for a walk, she was glad that the she-cat had enough sense to bring Ravenflight along. Maybe she knew that she wouldn't have been able to go if Ravenflight stayed. The medicine cat sighed and looked around, swerving to a different path when she saw some of the herbs she needed. Reaching the leaves, she broke off some and returned to Featherwhisper and Blizzardstar, padding ahead of them once more. Ravenflight flicked her ears and looked back to Featherwhisper when she heard the queen sigh, but at the affectionate picture, she quickly looked away; focusing on the moor ahead.
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Most cats run a race to see who is f a s t e s t.
I run a race as a t e s t; to see who has the most g u t s.
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2012 5:05 pm
xxxxxxxxxxb l i z z a r d s t a r Blizzardstar stayed close to his beautiful mate, loving the softness of her grey tabby pelt against his. He gazed ahead as they walked, but his blue eyes would occasionally dart down to peer at Featherwhisper. He knew she knew best for herself, but couldn't help but worry about her. What would he do if he lost her, as well? After losing Lilypad, he didn't think he'd be able to lose her too. Feeling her snout against his neck, he turned and gently licked the side of her face. "I love you, Featherwhisper," he mewed quietly. Talking, and especially being tender-hearted as he was now, was a rare thing from Blizzardstar. As his name foretold, he came off as a rather frigid tom. But he just never had much to say. The blue-eyed tom peered up at Ravenflight momentarily, watching her stray to get herbs and whatnot. He turned his attention back to his mate. w i n d c l a n l e a d e rxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 2:42 pm
Windclan QueenxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A Featherwhisper purred when her mate licked her face and she nuzzled his neck once more before she spoke. "I love you too Blizzardstar." She meowed as she looked at him which gentle eyes with pure affection in them. She felt her kits squirm in her stomach as she looked back at Ravenflight. "I think we best go back now. My stomachs starting to hurt." She meowed as she looked at the black she-cat ahead of them. Original Riverclan Cat
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 3:26 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe m e d i c i n eXc a t is to be feared m o r e than the disease─────────────────────────────────────────────────
The black medicine cat tuned out the two lovers as she looked around and focused on the moor surrounding them. Though when Featherwhisper spoke to her, she stopped rather abruptly and turned around. They were starting to squirm? Ravenflight nodded "Alright" was all she said as she began walking back to camp, gently nosing Featherwhisper along, and occasionally nudging Blizzardstar as well, a hint of urgency in every nudge she gave her leader.
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Most cats run a race to see who is f a s t e s t.
I run a race as a t e s t; to see who has the most g u t s.
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 4:10 pm
Windclan QueenxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApprentice: N/A Featherwhisper thought she could detect of fear from the medicine cat but she was good at not showing it. She didn't feel any different, all she could feel was her belly hurting and her kits moving as if they were restless. She shrugged as she padded back to camp. Original Riverclan Cat
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 6:29 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe m e d i c i n eXc a t is to be feared m o r e than the disease─────────────────────────────────────────────────
Ravenflight kept looking back to Featherwhisper to make sure the queen was okay. Then she looked to Blizzardstar to make sure he wasn't freaking out, because some new fathers did that. The black medicine cat shook her head and continued to nudge the two along.
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Most cats run a race to see who is f a s t e s t.
I run a race as a t e s t; to see who has the most g u t s.
((Ravenflight to camp))
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KittySongLUVsJONASBoys Crew
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 5:33 am
xxxxxxxxxxb l i z z a r d s t a r Blizzardstar nodded briefly at Featherwhisper's words, turning and walking alongside his mate still as Ravenflight followed. His mind had wandered, back to Lilypad as they worked their way back to the camp. It was the nudge of Ravenflight that snapped him out of his daze. He flicked his tail in annoyance and gave her a sharp look. He could tell that Ravenflight was so worried for no reason. He could sense nothing unusual coming from his mate. His ears fell back when Ravenflight looked back at him, like he was new to this. Oh, right. He could've bit himself. She was too young to remember Lilypad. With a sigh, he padded along back to camp. w i n d c l a n l e a d e rxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 5:43 am
Quickriver
Being so quick and willing to flee..
A lone spotted she-cat dashed along the moorland, her golden pelt sparkling in the morning sun. Her eyes shined despite their dull color and her face was full of life. She ran a bit more before crashing into some heather, breathing hard. The she-cat was obviously having the time of her life.
After her breath had returned, and she was a bit more in control, Quickriver took the time to give herself a full groom. She narrowed her eyes at a sharp bird's cry which resonated over the mostly barren land. Or what the other Clans would call barren, anyway. There were clumps of heather every few steps, and other sweet smelling grasses, some useful to the Clan, others simply there to sniff at. Not to mention the hundreds of little burrows holding the prey - soon to be fresh-kill - that sustained the Clan.
The moorland, at least to her, was thriving.
..must mean I'm smarter than you.
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