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Post by Falcon on Feb 15, 2007 17:32:39 GMT -5
"Hunterpaw! Come here immediatly!!!" Called Robinstar at the top of the meeting post.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 22, 2007 21:01:12 GMT -5
Hunterpaw padded up to his mentor, giving her a curious look.
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Post by Falcon on Feb 24, 2007 23:04:50 GMT -5
You have deserved your warrior name for some time, now. Will you be loyal to the clan and me?" She asked.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 25, 2007 14:11:51 GMT -5
"Of- Of course!" he meowed, startled.
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Post by Falcon on Feb 25, 2007 20:10:03 GMT -5
" Then from now on, you will be known as HunterCrown."
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 26, 2007 18:30:25 GMT -5
The newly named Huntercrown looked around. He purred as cats pressed around him.
Littlewing padded over and purred. "Huntercrown!" she meowed.
Moltenthread sat there, nodding his head. "Huntercrown!" he chanted along with his clanmates.
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Post by Falcon on Feb 26, 2007 18:34:33 GMT -5
" There is another announcement I would like to make. As you all know, Shadedspirit has been killed in an enemy patrol fight I think. I shall appoint a new deputy. Jazzsong will be our new deputy."
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 26, 2007 20:07:52 GMT -5
"Jazzsong!" Cried Huntercrown.
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Post by |P|remonitous> on Feb 26, 2007 20:15:49 GMT -5
Jazzsong filed her way through the clan. She was suprised Robinstar had chosen her because she was a Kittypet, and the clan would protest. She did't even deserve so, she attend to her warrior duties, and kept to herself. She had no reason to be chosen, she didn't even talk to her leader, unless it was to be assigned for something, not any personal communication. She gazed around her, her clan's gaze burning into her pelt, hopig for acceptance she presented herself to her leader. Waiting for her ceremony.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 26, 2007 20:18:38 GMT -5
Huntercrown's eyes lit up as he watched the deputy. "She's so lucky!" he meowed.
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Post by Falcon on Feb 26, 2007 20:20:12 GMT -5
She said nothing about her past, only of her streangths. " From now onwars, you will be my deputy." With a flick of her tail, she summoned her deputy to her den. The meeting was over. Bluecourage and Scorchedleaf called her name. "Good job, Jazzsong," and "You deserved it, young warrior!"
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 26, 2007 20:24:08 GMT -5
"Of course she does!" Snapped Huntercrown. He looked at her with big eyes.
ooc:// o.O he's got a soft spot for her!! o.O
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Post by |P|remonitous> on Feb 27, 2007 7:44:16 GMT -5
Just as Jazzsong was padding after her leader, she heard Huntercrown snap something at warriors that were congratulating her, did he hate her that much? She studied his chords closer, he was defending her........Jazzsong was a new warrior who had just recieved her warrior name not to, long ago. HunterCrown had just recieved his as well, they were around the same age...It almost seemed as if HunterCrown felt for her, she doubted it she was a Kittypet. She pushed such foolish thoughts out of her head, and continued on after her leader to her den. She arrived inside taking a seat, to listen to her leader.
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Post by Sparrowfeather on Feb 27, 2007 18:06:02 GMT -5
The cloak of night draped itself over the alpine form progressing through the hills, tall grasses brushing ‘er pillars. Coal viperess sauntered through the fading twilight. Raven tresses whispering about ‘er arc, spurs of ebon pace silently through the unyielding terrain. Chasms ‘o cerulean flickering around the surroundings, watching for the mark of life. There were none upon this mountainous land - th' land sh’ so chose to wander, its sloping sides profoundly feared by the equine that passed through. 'er cranium lifted high 'pon 'er elegantly arched boa, nares dilating as to catch th' scent 'o any unwelcome intruder 'pon th’ loam. Th' surroundings were silent, th' only scent in th' air was th' stench 'o rotting matter. No other encroached 'pon 'er space. Pistons o’ brawn ceased their progression, keen gaze observing the firma. Deep from within the demoness rang a strident bellow, a warning to all who might even consider disturbing ‘er peace. Call lingered on frigid air for what seemed like an eternity, no echo in response given. The hellion began to pace the hills and flats, stepping nimbly o’er th’ rocks and various other obstacles as sh’ awaited any possible response. Azure globes retreated from staring into the night and the harlot lowered and extended ‘er zenith hellwards. Raising it the charcoal one reverted to ‘er previous vigil before stepping forth in’t th’ darkness, seeking a place ‘o peace deeper within this terrain.
'er resemblence to Innocenteyes was noticeable, 'he held great likes to 'er mother and it twas but all noticeable. Sorrowfrost nodded along gently and quietly to Robinstars words. Orbs watched HunterCrown before shifting to Jazzsong. 'he delicatly stood up though made no comment, 'he wasn't the social type.
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Feb 27, 2007 20:17:28 GMT -5
Huntercrown meowed thanks to the warrior then veered off to the Fresh-kill pile.
ooc:// He wants to be her mate soooooooooooooooo bad!! lol =)
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Post by |P|remonitous> on Mar 1, 2007 9:39:45 GMT -5
She padded towards the fresh kill pile after her conference with Robinstar. Glancing around her once again her clanmates where all atleast talking as they ate, she chose a plump vole from the pile and receeded to an area near the warriors den. She ravished back the vole in a few famished gulps, and began to bask in the golden rays. The light seeped through her pelt warming her head-to-toe. Raising her head she began to share tounges with herself, she wasn't very social, nor did she have any friends. After she had removed the scent of fresh kill from her pelt, she stalked off towards the camp entrance, she would take a pad through the forest as she had nothing else to do.........
ooc:// Maybe she doesn't want him..............you don't know and I won't tell!
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Post by ¤ Fireh ¤ on Mar 1, 2007 17:59:10 GMT -5
"Wanna hunt with me?" Huntercrown meowed as he came upto her.
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Post by |P|remonitous> on Mar 1, 2007 18:30:04 GMT -5
Jazzsong turned her cranium to gaze at Huntercrown, why was he always following her, and why was he friendly? Being the solitary cat that she was she wasn't sure how to be around another cat so much.....She paused giving a slight nod. Sure she mewed uneasily. She really didn't know him very well, or anyother cat for that matter. She sat under a drooping branch of a oak tree, as she waited for Huntercrown. She gazed at his muscular bodice, he was firm, and obviously kept in shape. Jazzsong was the same way as she had tons of spare time that she just spent on extra warrior duties. She curled her long ebon tail around over the front of her paws. She was wondering what to say next, "So", or "Why are you here", or "Hi Huntercrown" why was she thinking her thoughts threw, normaly she just said them. So she mewed gently.
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Post by Falcon on Mar 2, 2007 22:26:29 GMT -5
A cat walked up yo the silent she in wonderment. " So when did you want to tell me that you were mute?" asked her father, Scorchedleaf. A father could tell almost anything. You couldn't hide anything from Scorchedleaf.
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Post by Falcon on Mar 4, 2007 9:08:00 GMT -5
(To add on to my other post...)
Robinstar realized she needed to do one more thing. "Moonpaw! You need a mentor!" She stepped up. "Your new mentor shall be Sorrowfrost." She stepped down. Moonpaw waited to touch noses with her meantor, excitement gleaming in her eyes.
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Post by Falcon on Apr 14, 2007 12:20:06 GMT -5
Moonpaw still awaited for her mentor.
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