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Post by brokenwings on May 21, 2009 23:55:34 GMT -5
Blackness streaked through the forest. The dark blob's form became clearer as it dashed between a patch of setting sun. It was Demoncrystal. Running in that tweaked out way he always did. He loved it. Spotting a tall, dark tree, he gathered his muscles in his haunches. He leapt at it, barely snagging the third branch. Demoncrystal began hauling himself up onto it to get a better grip, but slipped even further. Now he was scared. He desperately wanted to cry. 'Help me! I'm slipping!' he called out, praying to Star Clan that someone heard him.
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Post by Amberstar on May 31, 2009 11:33:58 GMT -5
[Try to use a less bright color next time, hun'. x3]
Only a couple pitter-patter of pawpads was the telltale sign that another cat was approaching. They came rapidly, and suddenly a nearby branch swayed with the sudden weight upon it. A launch of amber color at Demoncrystal, and she seized his scruff in her jaws, leaping off the branch with expertise before aiming for the next branch down. She narrowed her eyes, training herself for impact.
As she hit the branch, she dropped the tom the last 3 remaining feet to the ground before steadying herself on the branch, her fluffed up amber coat finally lying flat from the original frantic rush.
Having finally reigned her posture and dignity back in, she glanced down at Demoncrystal, curling her tail over her paws.
Just for future advice, tom, learn how to climb a tree before you attempt it.
Now, to get back to matters. You appear to have broached my borders and stumbled upon my land. You stand on the territories of Treeclan. What, exactly, are you doing here? Her voice was slightly brazen from being winded, but it wasn't unkindly in the way she told it. But Amberstar had seen many things in her time as Treeclan Leader, and she had learned well enough not to trust strangers until they proved themselves.
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