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Post by flamingsun on May 13, 2009 19:54:56 GMT -5
Blazepaw raised his head, checking the scent ahead. He smelled a new scent that he had never smelled before. Blazepaw continued to trek forward into what he assumed was the territory of a clan.
I hope that they will accept me. He thought to himself. I truly wish to join a clan.
He continued to walk forward in the slanting rays of sunlight coming through the trees.
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Post by Snowstar on May 17, 2009 12:20:14 GMT -5
The petite black and white she-cat was standing guard over her territory, a lone sentinal amongst a vast valley of rocks and stones. Her eyes closed, she basked in the warmth, her ears keeping alert, picking up even the slightest sounds.
With the sound of light pawsteps, she opened her eyes and glanced down towards the valley, sage eyes shining. She had come to enjoy the warmth of the oncoming summer, and prey had become more bountiful in her clan. Snowstar rose gracefully to her paws before bounding down the rocks with fluid movements, hardly even sending a pebble showering down, before landing with a soft 'thump' of her pawpads before the young tom.
Greetings, young one. I am Snowstar, leader of Stoneclan, and you appear to have broached my borderlines. What can I do for you?
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Post by brokenwings on May 21, 2009 23:48:05 GMT -5
Tint swore he smelt more cats. His fluttered eyes fluttered open. There they were, a young male and a small female. He stretched and lazily trotted over. His pelt glinted in the setting sun. 'Hello, I'm asuming this one,' Tint drawls and flicks his tail in the direction of the male. 'Wants to join your clan. I wish to as well.'
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Post by flamingsun on May 23, 2009 10:56:18 GMT -5
Blazepaw looked over at the two other cats, then dipped his head in greeting.
"Um, yes." He said. "My name is Blazepaw, I am looking for a clan to join, if you'll have me. I can fight, but I don't have much experience."
He lowered his body to the ground as what he hoped was an act of respect to the clan leader.
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Post by brokenwings on May 23, 2009 21:23:40 GMT -5
Tint, not really being one for long conversation, merely stated his abilites. 'I fight well. I suppose I'm old enough to be a warrior.' His eyes flickered radiantly in the sun. They reflectively take on the younger one's hues. He once again lies down. Luxuriously stretching out and taking up as muchspace as he pleased.
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Post by Snowstar on May 26, 2009 18:30:51 GMT -5
Snowstar slowly sunk her haunches to the floor in a dignified manner, looking over the newcomer with apprehension. She neatly placed her tail over her paws, sage eyes gleaming with hidden emotions.
While the younger tom showed much respect and submission for one wanting to join a clan, this older one seemed rather arrogant and lazy. She raised a brow at Blazepaw, contemplating, before looking over at the older tom. She had yet to learn his name.
For someone wishing to join my clan, tom, you clearly havn't had a lesson on manners and respect. She said cooly, raising to stand on four paws. Very well, I will be the judge of you, whether you are worthy enough to join the ranks of my warriors.
Fight me.
She hadn't forgotten that the young tom was there, the little Blazepaw. She had every intention of letting him into her clan. But this other fellow seemed to do as he pleased, and Snowstar couldn't let him get away with the lazy and arrogant acts he was displaying now, now could she?
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Post by flamingsun on May 27, 2009 21:15:57 GMT -5
Blazepaw looked back and forth between the two older cats before slowly backing away, not wanting to get caught between what he thought would be a very, very fierce fight.
He agreed with Snowstar about this cat's lack of manners, and though there might be a better way to go about this, but he was still a bit shy around these two, and decided not to voice his opinion.
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