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Feathernose padded back into camp and over to Copperfire. "Patrol went smoothly. All cats showed up and no RiverClanners on our side of the border." She reported.
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Hehehe, landed!! Vixenkit smirked as she sat upon her victim proudly puffing up her chest for about a fraction of a second before Mottlekit called out. Curious and smiling, the spotted kitten looked down find Motty all flailing, oh!! Eep!! Then kitten toppled off with an amused laugh, letting herself roll onto her back. "I'm off! I'm off!!"
She giggled all, low and behold, giddy! And painfully oblivious to the little insult of her being a pain in the tail, because this was fun! Turning her blue eyes to Mottlekit, still laying on her back, she had quite the blast in watching him and his funny expression. It's why she liked Mottlekit, he was funny! Now, she rolled back onto her tummy, paws squarely propped below her. "Did you see my jump, was it good??"
She asked her leader quite curiously, excitedly waiting to hear how great her form must've been. She had been training after all! Catching wayward leaves, climbing onto dens... Even if the later usually got her into trouble. Why exactly was lost on her, something about hurting herself.
"Hm... I'm bored."
She eventually mewed upon standing back up and sitting down, head tilting sideways. What could they play? Mossball maybe, or hide and seek? She didn't really know, there were lots of choices! And what if Motty didn't like one of them? That would be an issue, right? Yeah, although, she couldn't see how he might not like hide and go seek. That was surper fun (even if Vixenkit was sometimes discovered because of her giggling, she still couldn't understand how that worked if she was hidden)!!
But, no matter, right now the spotted kitten was watching Mottlekit as she awaited an answer to her coming question; "Can we do something, like play a game? Pretty pretty pleeaaasseeeee?"
Her eyes went round in a puppy-dog begging manner, hoping her new friend would say yes.
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I can't believe I got myself squished under my henchman.. Leaders were supposed to be stronger than their subordinates. Thats why leaders are called leaders! And Vixenkit of all.. was his most active henchman. Which he wouldn't call her the smartest of them all. But she was the most trustworthy. All he wanted to do was give his claws some sharpening on a good rock and make them gleam. But instead he's gotten himself into a hole he can't jump out of. "Your jump was.. incredible.. Vixenkit.." He forced a smile, but it was visibly dry. Unlike his scrawny self she was able to pounce like a flying squirrel. Leaders are stronger than this! He wavered his eyes around. Looking at Vixenkits build to see if she even had a hint of muscle in her veins. He felt like sweat was going to build through his pelt the moment he realizes she even is a bit more muscular than him.
He wanted to crawl away and find himself a hidey-hole to retreat to. Until Vixenkit asked ANOTHER question. She just won't stop talking won't she? He breathed in, taking a small deep breath. Leaders are supposed to treat their subordinates kindly. Given that they could run away.. or even worse. Betray. He bit his bottom lip, giving a thin smile that looks a bit to the edge of insanity. He dragged himself to face Vixenkit, seeing now that she wasn't bouncing around like a dirt particle. A game? He clicked his tongue. A game wouldn't sound so bad would it?. . . Due to his ego, he doesn't realize that he's horrible at games like these. Will Mottlekit realize that his competitive nature will only make him roll around like a tumbleweed? No.
His emerald eyes showed a fair glint. He gave a nod, sticking up his head as he gave his speech. "I accept this challenge. A game would be delightful for me. I hope your ready as I always will win at these type of games." He smirked, lashing out his claws.
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Back again in camp! The patrol tour had been quick and easy, but Ashpaw guessed that it might be unusual to find the borders quiet so often. A prick of frustration hit him as he remembered how much he had wanted to meet another patrol, but he pushed it back and followed Feathernose to report to Copperfire. He dipped his head to the deputy, hoping that soon he might be the one to lead a patrol himself. And I marker the border with my own scent! I'm pretty sure those fishcats will think twice before crossing it. Thunderclan smells of strength!
"I'm going to the fresh-kill pile if we've finished." He flicked his tail to his clanmate and the deputy before going to search for a leaf-fall fat squirrel to fill himself. He loved so much the taste of plump, ground prey!
Snowpaw rested in a patch of sunlight, grooming her fur.
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Juniperpaw
He padded over, tired from the day's training. already out of sorts, he sat down and looked at her strangely. "What's up?!" he asked, excitedly, very out of character. It was like his normal personality was his shadow and the odd personality had taken over.
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Curled to the closest edge of the den laid the young silver tom. Even in his smallest of state he still seemed to show his large demeanor. Just his body laying down was tall enough to completely cover his moss bedding, and then some. Slowly his chest rose and fell, yet he was not asleep. Deep copper-colored eyes wandered aimlessly around his sleeping quarters, his mind bored
Taking in a deep breath of the crisp air, he turned his large frame, pulling his one twisted limb closer to himself. Wouldn't be the first time he has tripped someone with it unknowingly. Who knew being born wrong would be such a curse? Truly he was thankful. He had adapted and overcame his predicament, but just the factor of not being perfect...well that weight was heavy.
He padded over, tired from the day's training. already out of sorts, he sat down and looked at her strangely. "What's up?!" he asked, excitedly, very out of character. It was like his normal personality was his shadow and the odd personality had taken over.
Snowpaw stopped grooming herself and looked at Juniperpaw. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly. Why is Juniperpaw acting strange? Maybe I'm imagining it.. Snowpaw thought
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Darkpaw emerged from the apprentices den, and settled herself not far from it, watching the camp
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