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Post by medium on Jan 27, 2007 1:17:32 GMT -5
((We are)) peices of a falling star -- Medium chuckled appreciatively. "Yeah, we're just the kind of cats who walk in, and BAM, instant riot. We're the center of attention," he meowed, sarcastic but without any bitterness.
One is flashing brightly in the sky // the other falls darkly through the atmopshere [/color] Invisibly; u n n o t i c e d.[/left][/size] |
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Post by Shadow Spirit on Jan 27, 2007 1:41:22 GMT -5
Shadowstreak continued to wrestle with Murderkit, trying to pry his jaws off of his leg. She noticed the others around her that were trying to help, but she didn't want them to lose a toe if they intervened. She looked to the cat that was closest, a pretty brown and white one with shimmering silver around her eyes.
"Please, someone ask Umberpaw if she has anything that will make him release his grip!" she said, desperately. "Something bitter or strong smelling, anything to open his mouth!" |
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Post by medium on Jan 27, 2007 1:46:35 GMT -5
((We are)) peices of a falling star -- Contrast glanced up at Shadowstreak, her bright eyes wide, and nodded.
"I'll find her!" she promised, slipping into the small crowd in search of that young, dark she-cat she had seen before.
"Umberpaw!" she cried. "Umberpaw!"
That kitten was dangerous. What had happened to the poor thing to twist it so? Contrast felt sorry for it just the same.
One is flashing brightly in the sky // the other falls darkly through the atmopshere [/color] Invisibly; u n n o t i c e d.[/left][/size] |
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Post by .::Umberwings on Jan 27, 2007 3:56:05 GMT -5
[Yess, poor Umberpaw doesn’t get to have any kits. Unless she goes and does something wrong… *ponders*] Umberpaw hissed with concern for her friend.
“Come with me to the medicine cat’s den – I have herbs that’ll make that feel quite like new.”
A horsetail and goldenrod poultice to treat the slash, ease the pain, and prevent infection. The stem sap from the horsetail plant to seal the wound and keep the cobwebs from shifting. Cobwebs to cover the wound to keep out invading particles. |
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Murderpaw
Apprentice 
Mistclan Apprentice
I'd rather be feared than loved. Fear lasts longer.
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Post by Murderpaw on Jan 27, 2007 3:57:13 GMT -5
Fear.
Shadowstreak had done the worst thing imaginable – she’d let the little tom see her fear from his attack.
And he would never forget it either.
Not giving the one she-cat the called for, the small black one he’d seen around, come to the she-warrior’s assistance, Murderkit let go of his leg and twisted his body, snapping at Shadowstreak with a bloody mouth.
Ears flattened, his eyes continuing to burn with that demented hate, the small tom fluffed up his matted, scruffy fur and back away with a hiss.
“S’my leg. I can do what I want to it!” |
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Post by Battledream on Jan 27, 2007 3:58:43 GMT -5
Sensing eyes on her, amber hues flicked to fall upon the noble warrior, Doubleheart. Her head dipped slightly in greeting – one warrior to another. Leader she may have been, once, however her path had returned to the warrior’s way once again.
Battlestar was no more. Battledream lived on.
At that drift of memory, the immense she-cat thought briefly of her second, what the clans here considered a ‘deputy’ Warfox. She dearly wished he had found the path his own paws sought.
And ah! What was all this madness now?
Those deep eyes found the troublemaker in question, the small tom known as Murderkit, and she growled, her form cutting a path through the camp to the kit, who was glaring boldly at a cat she had heard called Shadowstreak.
“So kit. Do you think you’re so tough?”
That deep rumble caused the small tom to turn, looking to her.
“Remove yourself from here to the nursery den. Now.”
The she-cat needn’t even raise her voice – her cool, almost cold voice was enough to cow the youngster, and he bounded off towards the nursery. Amber eyes turned to fall themselves upon Shadowstreak.
“Sometimes there are troublemakers. We all should watch the young one, try to keep him on the right path. It he falls, this clan is incapable of saying that it didn’t try.” |
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Post by snowstorm on Jan 27, 2007 12:08:31 GMT -5
Ringkit's big eyes took this all in."wow!"she murmured.Padding over to where Shadowstreak and Murderkit were she said,"Murderkit, I don't think chewing on your leg will always give you blood."she started.She needed the ground with her little claws."why don't you get a peace of prey and use it's blood?"She didn't want to make him mad she just didn't want him to get a bad leg from chewing on it."And I think, if you chew on you leg you might make it become bad then you can't be a warrior!" she said looking the kit strait in the eyes."And then you couldn't hunt or or fight and that wouldn't be good."She felt her ears get hot from embarrassment. Who am i fooling? He'll probable just lash out at me too. And then he'll get the bad get and never become a warrior.
ooc:Long post. And i think Ringkit sort of like Murderkit.This will be good.
"just a suggestion."she said,looking at her paws again.Worng account! 
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Post by hollykit on Jan 27, 2007 14:19:30 GMT -5
ooc:Snowstorm,why the heck are YOU playing RINGKIT?!
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Post by Kestrel on Jan 27, 2007 14:38:37 GMT -5
|ooc| Eh, Hollykit, Snowstorm and Ringkit are the same person ^^; Didn't you read the post? She said 'wrong account!'
See, the signature says 'Second Account to Ringtail'
Also, how can you like Murderkit? xD He's demented!
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Post by ringtail on Jan 27, 2007 15:58:12 GMT -5
Well Ringkit thinks Murderkit is nice but is just very rough around the edges and time will fix that.Ringkit can like any cat she wants to so ha!
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Post by Kestrel on Jan 27, 2007 16:20:34 GMT -5
|ooc| Eh...I wasn't saying she couldn't like him... o.o
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Post by Amberstar on Jan 27, 2007 16:56:21 GMT -5
ooc| Goldenblaze fell for HEARTLESS for dog's sake! XDD He runs the risk of being eaten!
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Doubleheart
Warrior
MistClan Warrior
i will let you_______down
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Post by Doubleheart on Jan 27, 2007 18:55:16 GMT -5
correct me if im wrong, but spamming = bad? :] lets do have more roleplaying and less random OOC? ^___^
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Post by Shadow Spirit on Jan 27, 2007 19:43:31 GMT -5
Shadowstreak nodded in thanks to Battledream. She was glad someone had told the kit off, but she was also furious that it hadn't been her. She padded off to the warrior's den, fuming silently. Slipping inside, the cool moss felt good underfoot. The kit had actually frightened her! It was unthinkable and unforgivable on her part! Was she some lowly greenhorn, still wet behind the ears?!
She had lost her mother and both her brothers...seen them killed in front of her eyes. Didn't that kind of experience build character? Why had such a tiny scrap even startled her?! Kneading her bedding angrily, she circled and then settled down. There was just...something about that kit. Murderkit...it was a fitting name... |
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Post by Shadow Spirit on Jan 27, 2007 20:59:56 GMT -5
Lillystar had crept out of her den when no one was watching. She knew that if Umberpaw saw her, she would force her to get more rest, but she could not sit idly by. The borders had to be patrolled and she felt suddenly uneasy, as if there was something that needed her attention... (Several minutes later, after the posts- "Where is Sanctuary?" on the MistClan Boundaries) Lillystar raced into camp, her pelt dripping from the waterfall. In her mouth, she held something limp and sodden. It was a kit.
"Umberpaw, please come here!" she called, slightly frantic. "This kit collapsed and I can't rouse him!" She knew that Ripplepaw needed to be treated, but she felt this was slightly more urgent and hoped the apprentice had gotten the care she needed already.[/center][/color] |
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Post by juukai on Jan 27, 2007 23:13:45 GMT -5
I burn burn [/b] like a wicker cabinet chalk [/color] white and oh so FRAIL
I see our time has gotten stale[/center][/font]
An ash-gray she-cat stepped into camp just in time to miss Lillystar's cry.
She glanced around, fascinated by the sheer number of cats crowding this sheltered place.
The roar of the falls thrilled through her. MistClanner Juukai, that's me! she thought gleefully, dropping her matchbook on the earth beneath her paws.
Juukai. An apt name for a cat of her light coloring. It did, after all, mean 'light ash.'
The ashen she-cat's dancing fire-colored eyes flitted from face to face curiously.
Finally, she meowed loudly, "Hello! I'm Juukai. What's going on?"
Her voice was friendly, and had a way of echoing even when nature said it shouldn't.
the tick tock of the clock is painful
all sane and l o g i c a l
I want to tear it off the WALL
I hear words in clips and phrases
I think sick like g i n g e r a l e |
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Post by binx on Jan 27, 2007 23:15:14 GMT -5
Ahh.....
Binx had been hanging around camp for a little while, ahead of Juukai. He watching all of this with a detached curiosity. This was a strange kingdom, to be sure. But the fellowship felt between the cats was interesting. And the this patched leader had returned with the kit.
You can't rouse him, you say? he said. Maybe he doesn't want to be roused. But somehow he doubted it. The small bundle had a troubled feeling in the blood that Binx could sense. And there was too much trouble to just spill the blood to let it out. But then again, sometimes it was good to sleep after a bad dream.
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Post by snowstorm on Jan 27, 2007 23:28:12 GMT -5
ooc: i almost forgot that thisle is a mistclanneer.And wrong account but i don't care right now.
"welcome me and my Captive!"yelled thisle.In her jaws was the poor flower, ripped out of the ground roots and all.She ran to the warrior's den and made a nest(in the corner)from some moss.Next to the bed she replanted her flower.Coming back out she saw her new leader,lilystar, come in the camp with a kit."here try this."she padded up the the kit and breathed hard on it's face."if i did it right the kit will wake up if not then i don't no anything else."back to my flower and nest."she grabbed a vole and padded into the warrior's den with her food and back to her flower.
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Post by juukai on Jan 27, 2007 23:53:19 GMT -5
I burn burn [/b] like a wicker cabinet chalk [/color] white and oh so FRAIL
I see our time has gotten stale[/center][/font]
Juukai stared at the kit for a short while, frowning in thought.
"If that didn't work, then what will...?" she mused aloud.
Suddenly her entire face brightened. "I got it!" she cried, her flame-colored eyes flickering.
She drew out a match with a flourish, grinning madly. "Let's see if FIRE can help this kit!"
Notice that she did not sound demented or evil. She sounded frighteningly happy, and concerned, but mostly happy.
She really did want to help the kit...and for her, fire helped everything.
the tick tock of the clock is painful
all sane and l o g i c a l
I want to tear it off the WALL
I hear words in clips and phrases
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Post by snowstorm on Jan 28, 2007 0:01:36 GMT -5
Hearing fire,Thilse came running from the den to see a flame."put that out!"she shouted."you could burn someone's eyes out!"then seeing the kill pile she ran over to it and sat on it."my food!"she told everyone.Getting bored fast she jumped up and rubbed her ears ageists the wall."ow.ow.ow.ow.ow.ow"she said then her put some dirt in her mouth and threw it over the match."there problem sovled...My flower!"she ran back to the den to guard her flower.
ooc:poor lilystar you got stuck with her.And WRONG ACCOUNT! ug i'm going to be a guest so i can be both Ringtail and snowstorm.
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