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Post by Rowdykit on May 7, 2007 18:41:23 GMT -5
The entrance to the Nursery Den remained dark for many heartbeats after all the rest of the cats had escaped to the gathering. The full moon hung clear in the sky, shining down on the camp and bathing it in a shallow silver-blue glow. The rocks looked like sparks of metal in the orb in the sky.
But like the moon shone a pair of crisp, clear green eyes. It remained as so until a small kit darted from the Nursery and gave a roll under a slab of one of the many stones in the camp. His eyes shown brightly from his dark 'cavern' of where he was. He peered at the Nursery, hoping either one of his siblings would emerge and follow him on this expedition. His bobbed tail flicked to and fro, giving a stumpy wag in anxiousness.
There!
There it was..
The entrance to freedom.
[A.K.A, the entrance/exit to Stoneclan camp]
He pounced out, his paw pads giving hardly a sound under the trained step of the young and feisty son of Snowstar and Dragonpelt. Giving one last look around, he darted for the entrance, hoping none of the remaining cats would see his escapay into the night.
But his fast run got the best of him and he tripped head over hocks onto the flat stony ground, laying sprawled and rather stunned on the ground. Barely a noise escaped his muzzle though; it would ruin it if anybody hadn't seen his mistake....
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Post by Wolfwings on May 7, 2007 19:54:43 GMT -5
Tempestkit had seen his brother sneak out of the nursing den. Apparently, today his light side was in charge because he traipsed out of the cool shaded den and after his wayward sibling. Reaching the sprawled form of Rowdykit, Tempestkit sat down next to him and gave him a disgruntled frown.
"If you're going to 'escape'...you could at least do it gracefully..." he said, swishing his long black tail. Waiting for his brother to attempt a retort, he set to washing the soft white tip of it, a feature he favored about himself. |
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Post by autumn on May 7, 2007 19:56:03 GMT -5
Ah, so her brother was leaving?
Oh, he wouldn't get rid of Autumnkit that easily.
Athough Autumnkit was gentle and caring, she was a kit! She still had fun a lot; she still tackled Rowdykit and Tempestkit!
Her orange eyes blinked open from the shadows of the entrance to the nursery. A white paw poked out from the black oblivion. The rest of the little fluffy Japanese Bobtail-mix kit followed that paw - it was, as most kits' paws were, big compared to the rest of her body.
"Rowdykit," Autumnkit whispered. She slipped into the shadows behind him, then giggled as he fell. The little kit collected herself once more and kept a straight face. "Tempestkit. Do you think they saw us?
The three were Autumnkit, Rowdykit and Tempestkit. The StoneClan trio of kits who could very well cause a fire, without any fire-making utensils...and when it was raining. Without lightening.
These three were that feisty.
Autumnkit suddenly pounced on her brother, Rowdykit, who looked quite a bit like herself, while Tempestkit had settled for cleaning his tail.
Tempestkit was, of course, the only one who had a long tail instead of a stubby little one. [/color][/size][/i][/blockquote] |
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Post by Rowdykit on May 7, 2007 20:44:04 GMT -5
Tempestkit was received with a glare from her younger brother, his stubby little tail twitching irritably. He swatted her shoulders, claws sheathed in a playful manner. He turned as a pretty young she-cat stepped after him. He gave a wide grin. Ah, his sister, and as close to a twin as she'd probably get; Tempestkit was about 5 minutes elder than them both. Plus he had an elegant long tail. Gifted little titch. So was their mother.
"No.. I don't think so-" But he was cut off as he was suddenly tackled by the torty-she. He gave a soft laugh, rolling onto his back and kicking her into the air with his back legs. He rolled to his feet and stalked forward quietly, pouncing upon his sister in vengeance. He rolled over, pausing to look around. He was hardly a tail length from the entrance. He was free!! Rowdykit launched to his feet, paws pounding away from camp, his little tail flagging away like a banner for them to follow.
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Post by Wolfwings on May 7, 2007 21:55:23 GMT -5
Tempestkit watched his younger brother and sister romp together, twitching his tail absently. As mature as he tried to act, it was hard not to join in. He wanted to show their parents what a good and responsible cat he was, but he was afterall, only 5 moons old. Then Rowdykit stood and ran for the entrance.
Knowing that his brother could only get into more trouble outside the camp than in it, Tempestkit raced after him. |
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Post by Onyxdart on May 7, 2007 23:30:16 GMT -5
Pinedark had been about to bother Loveless, and had just been turning his direction about to speak when a little flash of color caught her eye, escaping from the nursing den. She glanced that way, and blinked. Little kit eyes, shining from under a rock.
Uh-oh.
Oh yeah, because Snowstar would totally forgive her and Loveless if any of the kits got away. She'd left them guarding the camp and everything in it, after all. Pinedark nudged Loveless hard in the shoulder.
"Lovelessthekitsareescaping!" she squeaked at him as the other two joined the first and they tussled, then marched right through that entrance. Not waiting to see if Loveless had responded, Pinedark ran across the camp and followed after the kits, meaning to round them up and herd them back into camp, and not knowing how she planned on doing that. Maybe they'd just... so happen to listen to her if she asked nicely?
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Post by autumn on May 22, 2007 17:55:31 GMT -5
Autumnkit followed Rowdykit and Tempestkit with a squeak; oh, sure, be all mature, Tempestkit. She glanced behind her, mumbling about how he should just enjoy his kithood, when she saw her. Pinedark had seen them! She nudged Tempestkit in the rump and let out a squeal of terror. Oh, she would rat them out for sure; Pinedark and Loveless had been chosen to guard the camp that night and duh, letting out kits wasn't the best way to 'guard a camp!' She ran to the head of the group...of three...to Rowdykit and mewed urgently to him, "Red alert! We've been spotted. Move, move, move!" She ran ahead, but then realized that she wasn't the leader type, her eldest brother was.
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Post by Wolfwings on May 22, 2007 21:16:55 GMT -5
Tempestkit had been focused on watching his brother, so the push from his sister caught him off guard. He stumbled a bit, but recovered his footing before he could trip. The little tom-kit frowned, but once he heard her words his attention snapped back to the present. If they had been spotted, then they had to get away fast! Unsure of what compelled this change in his attitude, Tempestkit ran to the heas of the pack and charged for the bushes.
"Hurry, we'll beat them to brush too thick for adults to get into!" he shouted to his siblings, a new spark lighting his eyes. |
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Post by Rowdykit on May 27, 2007 0:55:18 GMT -5
"Hurry!" He urged as soon as his sibling's urgency caught his attention. He bolted forward with complex ease and grace. Perhaps if one were to watch the gathering, and his mother launch herself into a flying attack, and see at the precise moment him launching away towards the brush at that particular moment, one might see parallel grace and dexterity between son and mother. But who could honestly do THAT?
He dodged into the brush, his tail disappearing shortly after his hind, skidding to a halt just short of the ravad looking thorns, panting heavily. He scanned around, waiting for his siblings to catch up. "Perhaps we can escape here, in this tunnel," He mused calmly, as if nothing had happened. He wiggled his stump tail, bowing down, glancing through the narrow schism of the brackens.
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Post by autumn on May 27, 2007 16:42:38 GMT -5
Autumnkit waited for both her brothers to enter the hiding place before dashing in herself, her eyes glistening with adrenaline. They were so close to getting out, she could smell the clean, fresh night air that awaited them outside. Warrior code? Ha, she had something against that - they weren't
warriors yet. They were kits. They didn't have to live by the warrior code till they were apprentices!
She had to refrain from laughing out loud at Pinedark, who was probably running frantically around trying to find them. The little tan, white, black, and ginger femme had forgotten that Pinedark was indeed a warrior and had refined senses.
"What now, chief?" Autumnkit mewed to Rowdykit, her stubby tail twitching. "We heading straight out or will we wait till it's calmed down in the camp?" She poked her head out of the little hiding place they'd chosen and saw that Pinedark wasn't running around frantically, she was following them. She still knew where they were?! That wasn't possible!
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Post by Rowdykit on May 27, 2007 16:54:30 GMT -5
"Wait 'till things calm down in camp? Hah! That's a laugh! She's right on our tails!" He looked down at his and his sister's stubs. "Well, what we have of tails.." He said awkwardly, casting a jealous look at Tempestkit. Pah....
"Come on.. Before Pinedark sees us escaping," He whispered to his siblings, older and younger, before charging soundlessly out between the split of the brackens, stub held high. He cast a single glance over his shoulder before bounding gracefully down a rocky slope. He crossed over brush and weeds, down into the deep night, the full moon still casting a silver glow on Rowdykits white and black outline. He skidded, turning sideways as he did so, and ran parallel of the hill towards a small hole made by a hill of rocks. A den, as one might call it, just big enough for a kit to hide in. He turned in the dark, neon green eyes glinting like those of a bats in the dark cavern.
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Post by Onyxdart on May 27, 2007 19:18:20 GMT -5
She had lost them. This was bad. She'd /lost/ the leader's kits. For a moment, she hunkered down, feeling a little sorry for herself and more than a bit angry.
"Guys? I swear I'm not ruinging your fun, but your mother will kill me and Loveless if anything happens to you. Just let me follow you," she yowled, wondering if the kits would hear. Then she lowered her nose to the ground. They'd gone into a bracken patch.
Ugh, and she'd have to go through too. At least she wasn't as big as some. She hadn't quite lost being petite yet. Jaw clenched because the thorns were still getting to her, she pushed through the same path the smaller kits had taken, and came out on an easier trail- easier by only a little. She didn't see Rowdykit take to a little cavehole, but she paused, sniffing the air, trying to avoid caring about the various cuts and scratches she'd just aquired- especially the one on her face where she'd run into a thorn, not seeing it. Luckily, it'd just gotten her cheek. It could have been her eye...
Where was the scent? She wandered a little, in the direction she thought she might have caught a scent from. [/size][/center] If they're supposed to get away, like there's some plot I don't know about, lemme know. Either message me or tell me here- otherwise, I don't think Pine's gonna give up for much. |
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Post by Wolfwings on May 28, 2007 17:18:23 GMT -5
Tempestkit charged after his brother, squeezing into the narrow tunnel. He was a black and white blur, shooting along through the dark, lit only by the moonlight. The tunnel opened up after many meters, and he pushed his brother up and out, so he could see where they were. Taking a long look at his surroundings, he realized where they were.
"We're in the Rogue Meadow, not far from the Great Hill!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I remember father telling us of how he had to come through here, to get to our Clan's lands all those moons ago!" Tempestkit was excited, they might very well see a Gathering, even if it was in secret. "That tunnel must have been made my prairie dogs or something, cuz it led us all the way out here!" "Come on, let's go to the Gathering!"
With that Tempestkit raced away, leading his brother and sister into the night. Little did they know what terrors roamed where the rogues called home... OOC: To the Rogue Meadow in "Seeking Sanctuary for a deserter and a murderer" |
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Post by autumn on May 28, 2007 17:49:06 GMT -5
ooc - wait, what?!! they're actually leaving?? when did this happen? i'll still post, but when did we say this? XD
Autumnkit jumped as Pinedark's voice grew louder. She wanted to follow them? Ah, well, maybe that would be fine; but the little femme still kept a good ways ahead of the recently named warrior. Suddenly she realized that she was the only female in her litter; was that why she seemed like such a tomboy?
"She wants to follow us?" Autumnkit mewed to her brothers. But suddenly Tempestkit pushed past and he was out of the tunnel. Rogue Meadow?! How long had they been travelling? "And wait, where did you say we were, Tempestkit?" She wasn't quite sure she'd heard him correct; Rogue Meadow was a very far way from StoneClan for a kit.
The little stub of a tail on her fuzzy rump twitched and she leaped forward and out of the tunnel. Looking around, she realized it...They were in Rogue Meadow! This was amazing! She looked around again. Perfect; perfect!
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Post by Onyxdart on Jun 7, 2007 14:37:58 GMT -5
Pinedark crept after the kits with determination not to lose them. They were heading right to Rogue Meadow... how had they gone that far? She paused to glance up at the full moon. Were they planning on waltzing into the gathering, or what?
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Post by Rowdykit on Jun 7, 2007 15:17:47 GMT -5
Rowdykit gave a trememdous grin, his paws scuffling on the ground too fast for his body, almost like a rocket trying to take off. And then off like a rocket he was, heading deep into Rogue Meadows, a thrilled grin upon his muzzle. His bob-tail was high in the air as he kept up with his brother, looking left and right. Hopefully.. They would not come upon something.. Distasteful or evil. That wouldn't be good!
He'd at least like to live to see his mother again...
They would! He argued with himself, shoulderblades flexing skillfully.
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Post by Snowstar on Jun 7, 2007 15:22:39 GMT -5
"Pinedark?" Asked a soft voice from not far from behind. Snowstar had returned. The burden upon her back was undistinguishable in the dark at such an angle, but the weight of her voice and the grief in the air, it wasn't hard to say something bad had happened at the gathering...
"Pinedark, I do believe you were to be guarding the camp with Loveless. Why are you all the way out here?" She asked, though not unkindly. It was thick with strained patience, however, but it was obvious it was not directed to the newly made warrior. Her long tail swept over the soft earth, watching her with tired eyes. "Where is Loveless, for that matter? Watching the kits, I hope?" She asked softly. [XDDD Oooh, what FUN! You know I couldn't resist throwing her in here. Shiz and giggles, peoples. XD] |
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Post by Onyxdart on Jun 7, 2007 15:36:33 GMT -5
Pinedark stiffened as her leader's voice came to her.
She kneaded the ground nervously for a moment like a kit caught at something it shouldn't be doing. Well, no use in lying. Something was wrong, and she didn't want to make anything worse by lying.
"I was talking to Loveless after you left, and I saw the kits go sneaking out of camp," she said, pausing for a moment. Now that she'd stopped, her stings were coming back.
"And they wouldn't stop when I called them, so I was following them in hopes that they'd grow tired and I could catch up and get them home. I was hoping once you all got back, if we weren't back, you'd all come after us. If I couldn't convince them to come home, I knew you could." She was trying to decipher what was wrong, but every second they stood here, the kits got further away.
"And not to be disrespectful, but they still haven't stopped moving and it's Rogue Meadow, and I think I should keep following them, if one or two of you all could come with me?" She was a little tattered looking from chasing them all over, but she'd be darned if she wasn't going to stick to it. [/center][/size] |
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Post by Snowstar on Jun 10, 2007 14:35:04 GMT -5
"Very well, do not fret Pinedark. Dragonpelt, come with me.. And Blinds-," She paused, trembling as she turned to look at the figure on her back. Blindsong.. How she missed her... Someday, the she-cat would walk in Snowstar's dreams, but now... She let her back slack and set Blindsong, what was once her, upon the floor. "Very well.." She repeated, almost to herself. "Warfox, take Blindsong back to camp, guard it. We will bury Blindsong tonight. But for now.. Dragonpelt, Pinedark, come with me.. I need help finding those little rascals.."
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Post by Onyxdart on Jun 10, 2007 15:05:59 GMT -5
Pinedark's eyes got a good bit bigger as she realized what was wrong. Blindsong was dead? And she had little ones.
Little ones- right, there was that to. Shaking her head, Pinedark looked at Snowstar.
"They went that way," she said to Snowstar, pointing with her nose towards the scent of the group of kits. Deeper into Rogue Meadow. Whatever were those crazy younglings thinking? [/size][/center] Warfox stepped forward as Snowstar set Blindsong down and told him to take her. Crouching next to the deceased she-cat's body, he picked her up as Snowstar had been carrying her- and he was big, so her burden was not hard for him to manage at all.
"I will do that," he told her with a somewhat subdued nod. Then he turned and headed back towards the camp. The sooner they got there, the better. What if the tom who'd killed Blindsong decided he had something against the entire Stoneclan? They had a camp to guard. [/center] |
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