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Marbleface didn't hesitate to follow after the bengal tom. He made her small frame look even smaller, though she didn't mind. She was small but fierce, and she took pride in how she was sometimes able to surprise others with her sometimes fiery attitude. Though she wanted to keep it neatly tucked away tonight, seem civil for the time being. Maybe once she got more comfortable around him he would begin to see that side of her, but at the present only her family saw it. Especially her parents, she despised them with a burning passion. Silentpaw she was more indifferent to, just wanted nothing to do with her. She matched his pace, her legs having to move twice as fast as his. That was the one problem with being small. "At least it isn't too windy tonight." She commented to break the silence. Both of the felines had short pelts so she bet the wind tore through his fur as it did with hers. And the crisp leaf-fall winds had her squirming uncomfortably lately, yet excitedly lately. She was a strange specimen. "Though I am looking forward to the colder weather, I always found it comforting in a way." That probably made him think she was weird, she realized and made a cringing face looking away. What kind of cat actually enjoyed the numbing cold anyways? |
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Jaguarclaw didn't notice the she-cat working double time to match his strides. Heat flooded his ears at the sudden realization. What had gotten into him? Normally he was very careful about things like this, but today just seemed to be one of his off days. Cautiously, the large tom shortened his strides and slowed his pace down, just enough so it was barely noticeable. He didn't know Marbleface that well and he didn't want to make it seem like he noticed her efforts. The Bengal's ears swirled towards her, listening although his yellow hues were darting around the trees. He took note of the open moors and the breeze that drifted through the grass causing them to sway. He couldn't help but think how miserable that must be, the moors were no place for a Shadowclan warrior. Jaguarclaw nodded his agreement towards her about the wind before her next few words took him by surprise. "You really enjoy the cold weather then? The harshest of seasons for all clan?" his deep voice rang. A chill ran up his spine just thinking about the harsh times just around the corner. |
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Darkoak looked over at Stormpelt.Does she like me? He thought,he and Moonfang had no chance to be together,so he slowly started to give up hope. Darkoak sighed,looking around."Where to now?"He asked,turning to meet Stormpelts gaze.
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Stormpelt stared at Darkoak and let out a low sigh. "Well we should get back too camp.", The she ca answered.
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"Yeah,yeah..sorry I forgot."He mewed,it was clear that she didn't want a mate-or kits ether. Darkoak sighed,looking up."Come on.."He purred,walking back to camo. His large green eyes scanned the woods.
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"How can you forget you have a mouse in your jaw.", Stormpelt laughed a bit and smiled. "Anyway want too eat with me when we get back?"
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The dreams brought a small smile to her face and she glanced back at Jaguarclaw, now that she felt confident enough to make eye contact again. "Which is your favorite season?" She asked it more out of politeness than curiosity, for it was always nice to ask someone's opinion just after you had announced yours. Plus knowing what living condition a cat like the most offered a lot about their personality, and she [I]was[I] curious as to what type of cat Jaguarclaw really was underneath his mannerism. |
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"Cool.", the she cat started too purr a little and her tail would sway lightly behind her. When the tom said something Stormpelt looked at Darkoak with a questioning expression on her face. "So?"
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Darkoak nosed Stormpelt."Come on,your a great fighter and hunter."He purred,"Your on of the best cats in Shadowclan."He said,waving his tail. :headrub:
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"Yeah..But Redpaw is...different."He mumbled,Redpaw was quite odd,in many ways but the cat did get the work done. Darkoak sighed,looking back at Stormpelt."Blazingnight should give you one,you know."He purred.
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[ QUOTE=Moonfur;2197]"Yeah..But Redpaw is...different."He mumbled,Redpaw was quite odd,in many ways but the cat did get the work done. Darkoak sighed,looking back at Stormpelt."Blazingnight should give you one,you know."He purred.[/QUOTE]
"Different you say? Isn't that everyone?", Stormpelt joked as she padded on. She was different in her own way and she knows that everyone is as well. Then hearing Darkoaks suggestion she nearly choked on the rabbits fur and dropped on the ground coughing. "Me, a mentor! NO!. I'm not good with young apprentice!" |
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"Ha,Blazingnight doesn't care! I'm not good with young cats but she gave me one anyway!"He joked,looking at Stormpelt."I think you would be great as a mentor."He purred,walking beside Stormpelt.
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[ QUOTE=Moonfur;2409]"Ha,Blazingnight doesn't care! I'm not good with young cats but she gave me one anyway!"He joked,looking at Stormpelt."I think you would be great as a mentor."He purred,walking beside Stormpelt.[/QUOTE]
Stormpelt stared at Darkoak before picking up the rabbit again. "I still wont train a kit. I'm not going through all of the complaining and crying.." |
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"Fine."She purred,looking at Stormpelt."Well what about a mate do you ever think of having one?"He asked.
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[ QUOTE=Moonfur;3222]"Fine."She purred,looking at Stormpelt."Well what about a mate do you ever think of having one?"He asked.[/QUOTE]
"I guess you kinda agree too that huh?", Stormpelt said as she continued too walk. The dangling rabbit was starting too hurt her jaw so she tried her best too not make it swing much. She was mostly caught off guard by Darkoaks question and she started too think. "Well too be honest no male has approached me too even ask." |
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"Really? Your nice,and pretty. I would have thought you have a mate by now."He purred. Waving his tail,(To the clearing?)
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[ QUOTE=Moonfur;3237]"Really? Your nice,and pretty. I would have thought you have a mate by now."He purred. Waving his tail,(To the clearing?)[/QUOTE]
"I'm not always nice..", the she cat muttered remembering the last time be killed a rogue that tried flirting his way out of trouble. 'idiot..', the thought of the rouges stupidity irritated her. "I wouldn't call myself cute, anyway I try tending too my clan more." (yeah) |
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Jaguarclaw took into account that her white pelt would make her a much better hunter in leaf-bare. Surely that couldn't be the only reason why was it? He didn't want to push her into answering the question. Instead the Bengal simply nodded in agreement, his soft hues moving towards the open moors once more. Thankfully there's been no sign of Windclan cats or any signs of them crossing the border, but deep down he sort of wished for that excitement. Clan life could be boring sometimes. Restrictions and borders all crashing down on his shoulders. The rules that he must always keep in mind. Jaguarclaw sometimes wished he could see what life would be like outside of the clans, but he knew voicing these thoughts could send him into a world of hurt. His reputation would falter and the respect many cats showed him would dissipate. The tom-cat shook his head to clear it. This wasn't time for those thoughts to fester. Right now he was holding a conversation with a clan mate. As much as he enjoyed thinking about life outside the clans, he loved attention from she-cats. It could be frowned upon, but he didn't care. He made up for this act by acting gentleman-like. He made sure they were treated well and with the respect the need, but don't get him wrong, he'll defend his clan mates in this way as well. You could say he's just a bit biased. Jaguarclaw blinked, his hues shifting towards Marbleface again. His green hues, soft and filled with wonder. "Well I do enjoy new-leaf," he began, thinking about the season where everything came back to life. "It's gorgeous during that time. Everything is renewed and beginning to thrive. Hunting becomes less of a task and just the welcoming sense about it from about all cats is delightful," he finished, his hues dancing with delight now that he had shared his thoughts. |
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Marbledface wasn't thrilled by his answer, new-leaf and green-leaf were always the most popular of seasons. Though she supposed newness and a fresh start was attractive in a way to her. It was what she had been trying to do since she broke away from her family, though they still seemed to hang onto his pelt like a shadow. She sniffed at a tree, making sure the markers were strong. She did it not really only for checking the marker though, she also needed to stretch. The mottled molly had found that regular stretching helped her shoulder to stay loose and relaxed, making her longer patrols easier to disguise. She didn't look at Jaguarclaw while she did so, afraid her expression would give something away. Her eyes did scrunch shut and her forehead wrinkled a bit at the discomfort of the stretch, but within a breath she was back on her feet and trotting to catch up again. "I suppose that is another great season in its own ways." She said with a nod, glancing up at him. Then she tilted her nose to catch the breeze. The smell of Windclan warriors was distant and stale, this would just be another round of the border without anything of interest taking place. She suppressed a sigh at the thought of a boring border patrol she didn't want it to seem like she wasn't enjoying the tom's presence, because it was quite the contrary. The molly found herself stealing glances at his gleaming patterned coat quite often, admiring it. Though she made sure to glance quickly, hoping he wouldn't be able to notice if she took quick peaks. |
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Jaguarclaw had glanced away while she bothered with the tree. The only thing that showed he acknowledged her sudden absence from his side was his pace slowed dramatically, allowing her to catch up easily. The tom-cat didn't question what had really caused her stop. Most cats he patrolled with didn't stop unless the markings were weak, they normally scented them as they went by. He could sense the discomfort roll off her for a moment then disappear. Although, again, he didn't say anything. The tom-cat simply picked up the pace once she was back by his side. His green hues were wandering about the pine forest while the air ran across his scent glands, taking in anything that may be suspicious or out of place. So far there was nothing new. Windclan scent was stale. There was a stale scent of fox, although he assumed it was nothing to worry about, it seemed to be several days old. The silence between them seemed to drag on as the strolled along. Unable to take it much longer, Jaguarclaw's hues shifted towards the she-cat catching her turn away quickly. His whiskers twitched ever so slightly, jumping to a conclusion, but not bringing it up. That seemed to be a common theme for the warrior. If he thinks the other will react badly towards a topic, he won't ask. Sure, that left many questions unanswered, but he believed there was a time and place for certain topics. "Marbledface," he began, acting casual as if he didn't see her glance. "I don't believe we'll be seeing anything exciting today," he spoke what he hoped to be both their thoughts. |
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Marbledface sighed at the truth of the tom's words, keeping her emerald gaze focused on the moors of windclan. They were beginning to become sparse, scattered with rugged pine trees signalling they were nearing the end of their patrol of the border and would have to travel through their own territory again. Maybe since it had been uneventful they would pick up some prey to return to the clan with. "Yes, there isn't a fresh scent to be found on the air." Her voice was that of another sigh, a disappointment. "Though I suppose once leaf-bare comes and things are more difficult we will want days like this again. I feel like there will be more trespassing once leaf-bare settles and prey become sparse." She said, there was an obvious not of excitement in her voice. She had never been in a scrap against another clan yet and she was quite looking forward to it. Maybe she ought to not be so set on fighting, and that aspect of being a warrior, but she couldn't help it. Being a warrior was dull when it was simply meeting the responsibility of constantly checking borders and feeding the clan. (sorry a little short 0-0) |
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Jaguarclaw gave her a small nod of agreement. Leaf-bare always seemed to be the season of tension. It wasn't surprising if wars broke out during that season. If a clan was weak and stealing, it makes them vulnerable and merely asking for a battle between clans. Pray that Shadowclan doesn't get caught stealing. That type of tension would be dreadful right before such a harsh season. "Agreed," he replied, his soft green hues sweeping across the she-cats pelt quickly before they darted away towards the slow shift in scenery. He couldn't help but admire the she-act mentally. The tom-cat decided to reply a bit more. "As long as Windclan stay on their side," he spoke knowing that of all clans, Windclan seemed to have the hardest time in leaf-bare as most of their prey revolves around hares. Although he had to think of his own clan to think about. Prey for them would become more scarce and he knew well that any prey they caught now would be welcomed in camp. With this in mind, his gaze shifted back towards Marbledface. "Perhaps we could catch a piece of prey or two to bring back. That'll give us something somewhat exciting to do," he suggested. |
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Marbledface turned to look at him again as he agreed with her, relaxing a little again. She smiled at his response, and the thought of WindClan trespassing sent a shiver of excitement down the young molly's spine. She nodded her head to his statement about prey, the clan needed it and they should make use of their time, but her head was stuck in the idea of battle now. Her steps became a little bouncier as they continued along and she kept WindClan as their topic of conversation. "I'm excited though, I think it will be fun to finally defend the clan! I want to prove my position here." Her eyes were filled with hunger for a battle. Not really blood-thirst, but more so hunger for a chance to finally, really prove herself. She always felt like she needed to prove herself. Prove that she belonged here, prove that she was strong despite her injury, prove this, that and everything. She picked up her bouncing pace as she continued talking. "Have you ever been in a battle Jaguarclaw?" Her mottled pelt was raised with excitement, her tail twitching behind her with hopes that he had a good story. |
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Jaguarclaw couldn't help but give out a small chuckle of amusement. His whiskers twitched once more as his gaze rested on the other warrior again. They had a slight gleam to them seeing that talking of battle brought out a happier side to her. Although her question stumped him. He personally hadn't used his claws for anything other than hunting for the reason that he hadn't needed to. The Bengal was well-aware that she'd be a bit disappointed, but honesty was the only thing he ever spoke. The sudden pace picking up caused his strides to lengthen to keep up with her bouncier step. "Well I haven't personally. I settle things with talk before I use my claws, but I'll prove I'm not weak any day of the weak if someone challenges me," he spoke, determination flared in his green hues. Jaguarclaw took note of how the idea of battle excited her. Why was this? Perhaps it was just what a warrior was supposed to be excited for? He took this guess and let it sink in. Jaguarclaw wasn't one for physical fights, if they could be avoided through talk, then he'd try. This feline may not always be like this though. He was quite protective and won't hesitate to claw the ears off someone who threatened a cat he truly cared about. His protectiveness made him unpredictable. Anything could trigger it, although he hadn't grown close to anyone in the clan for such a thing to occur. "What about you?" he asked in return, curious if she had been apart of a battle or a scuffle before. It wouldn't surprise him, although he couldn't help but be a bit concerned for Marbledface's excitement for battle. |
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Marbledface saw that he didn't mirror her excitement for battle and slowed her pace back down. She felt a little childish and embarrassed that she had acted so excited about it now. Her pelt twitched uncomfortably and she quickly shook her head. Though she knew it was a lie, but she's rather not advertise that she and her father had had a scrap. She'd won, but it was nothing to be proud about. He was a loner who'd abandoned her mother and ruined her life, she wasn't going to comply to him and he'd been the first to threat so she'd acted. She tried not a make a big deal about fighting now that Jaguarclaw hadn't been so enthused though, looking away like it wasn't a big deal. Quickly she picked up the other topic that had been previously mentioned. "We should head into the territory now, catch something to take back to the clan." She said, she tried to sound enthusiastic about it but she really wasn't. She just felt that everything she had said this whole trip had been the wrong thing to say. Maybe her and Jaguardclaw were just really different...Her tail twitched uncomfortably as she turned to look back at him for an answer. |
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Gorsefeather padded out into the long grass. The sharp, cool breeze of the moor caused his ears to sting. He reluctantly flattened them, his gaze fluttered around looking for signs if nearby cats. Particulary Singeflicker. The tom had agreed to meet Gorsefeather near the ShadowClan border to discuss plans for the evil era. The change in RiverClan and ShadowClan had already begun. It had started with Bucknight and Blazingnight. It was time for 'The Change' to spread to WindClan now. Gorsefeather personally thought Singeflicker was fit to lead, considering that he kept his head down most of the time, he was quite a respectable tom. Singeflicker has wanted change for a long time now, and is about to get it. In moons to come, WindClan would be taken over by 'The Change', and ol' Dapplestar would be long dead. The idiotic leader had been sulking in her den ever since the disapearance of Starlingstep. Gorsefeather snorted. The cat didn't even deserve to be Deputy! The only cat fit to be leader was Singeflicker and his succesor. The other cats would lead it in the wrong direction. Gorsefeather looked around. Still no sign of Singeflicker. He decided to settle down beside a nearby boulder. |
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Singeflicker stalked through the clumps of tall grass that slowly faded into the dense pine forest of thin, spindle like pine trees. He tilted his head up was and gazed up the branches searching for the top that seemed to disappear into the sky. He returned his line of vision to the trail in front of him as he stalked the border line. Soon he scented Gorsefeather and gave a contented nod. He had earlier mentioned to the tom to meet him out here and that was carried out by him. Good, he already seems to take my orders, or maybe he was just expecting a quick border patrol. He thought. As the Savannah came closer to the meeting spot he caught a glimpse of Gorsefeathers fur and inhaled deeply before revealing himself. "Greetings Gorsefeather." He said nonchalantly. "I'm glad you remembered our little meeting." He said slyly. |
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Gorsefeather began to sit up as he scented Singeflicker. Once the tom revealed himself, he straightened up. "Greetings Singeflicker." Gorsefeather nodded. "I would not have forgotten our meeting." He said quietly. Gorsefeather wasn't one to keep his mouth shut, but he didn't want to question Singeflicker. "I lovely day isn't it?" Gorsefeather paused before continuing. "For 'The Change'." He meowed. Gorsefeather turned his head to the sky and watched the wind rustle the trees for a moment. WindClan was like the trees, and the wind was 'The Change'. It was rip through WindClan like a fire, destroying Dapplestar and the cats who didn't support it. Of course, Gorsefeather wasn't always one to choose a side but....he would this time. He would be on the surviving side, Singeflicker's side. He turned back to Singeflicker. Gorsefeather eyed the tom carefully. "Singeflicker, what plans do you have for us here?" He said calmly. |
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The Savannah's pale gaze followed that of Gorsefeather's the the wind rippled trees. He did not share the same intellectual insight that Gorsefeather had, but still. "'The Change' will need some planning." He started. "Sorrelskip and I talked earlier and we decided that we should visit the other leaders, the ones who seem to have started this Change." He paused taking a side glance at the tom. "Don't get me wrong, I will not be relying on Bucknight fully. This will be our Clan to rule. Bucknight is only needed for some starting support. Once we talk to him we need to gather as many followers as possible. Right now all we have is you, Sorrelskip and I." He finished going back over the few plans that Sorrelskip ad he had discussed. |
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Gorsefeather noded slightly as he listened to the tom's plan. He went through to a couple times to make sure he hade 'hollowed' it. He looked back up to Singeflicker. Gorsefeather shifted his paws slightly. He began to ponder the plan. The tom straightened up and gazed at him. "May I accompany you on your meet with the leaders?" He started. "I suggest we do this at night, so we have better luck with escaping camp." He said slyly. He thought about how the meeting would go. Hopefully Bucknight would be resonable. He thought about the RiverClan leader. Some say he is insane, but that's just what we need right now. Bucknight'ss condition means 'out-of-the-box' thinking, and that is just what they need. He began to think about Blazingnight. Gorsefeather didn't know much about the she-cat...but maybe she was a bit like Bucknight? |
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Singeflicker gave a nod. "That's mainly why I asked you to meet me here." He mewed with a slightly hushed tone of voice. Now that they had gotten some planning done, Singeflicker was slightly on edge in thinking that someone would overhear them and put an end to it before the Change ever started. "So yes, you will be accompanying us, as I see it unwise to do the meeting alone in case something were to go askew." He said. "And at night would be the best time, your right. The hardest part will be getting past the night watch at the camp. Other than that it should be clear sailing until we reach the border and meet." |
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Gorsefeather nodded slightly. He tried to go back over what he had heard today, concerning the night guard. "Hopefully the night guard will support 'The Change'." He meowed, the slight discomforted. He didn't like the idea of having to get past the guard, but he would do it for Singeflicker's sake. He shifted his paws, not knowing what to say next. He gazed around, looking for something to inspire his words. Gorsefeather was not much for a long conversation, but he felt he needed to revive the conversation. "I could try and find out who the night guard is? After that, I could try and convince them to support us." He suggested. Gorsefeather curled his tail around his paws and slightly relaxed. |
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"Yes, good idea. That's another thing that would be very helpful for you do do." He nodded. Singeflicker had the nervous feeling in his stomach again that had overcome him earlier. Then it hadn't been as noticeable, but he knew it was from thinking about what was in the near future. (Sorry it's so short! Also we're not going to have time to do the meeting. I believe the fire for the TC and WC takeover are happening tomorrow) |
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Gorsefeather looked Singeflicker over. The Savannah cat seemed bothered by something. Gorsefeather decided it was time end their meeting, he didn't want their future leader distressed before the meeting. Besides, he had to gather more cats to support them. Gorsefeather dipped his head dismissively and stood up. "I really must be on my way, Singeflicker. I have to gather more cats to support us. You on the other half, have planning to do." He meowed dismissively. Gorsefeather yawned and stretched. His pale eyes widened and narrowed again. He reached back and began to groom his calico fur. (That's Okay :headrub: ) |
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