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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 16:47:19 GMT -5
She chuckeled a small purr as she saw how easially the kit had become tierd. "Dont you want to do that in the nursery? Or do you sleep all over the camp?"
She was sure Fablekit woudl come to retrive him, but if not she would take him back to the nursery herself. He didn't look at all heavy. No more than a small squirl anyways. She purred in amusement again.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 16:52:03 GMT -5
Yawning, he lay limp. "I don't care. I'm tired." Curling into a ball, he began to doze. His chest heaving up and down with every breath, he began to purr in his sleep. His subconscious mind lay awake. His subconscious decided for him that he liked Weepshard. She was nice and soft; not at all like Fablekit. Then again, she was his sister, and all sisters are like that.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 16:56:12 GMT -5
"Goodnight then." She mewoed to the sleeping kit. She picked him up hently by the scruff. She had never done this to any living creature, so she didnt want to hurt him. She was also unsure if he would wake when she picked him up, but she did so anyways, starting to carry RaiKit off to the nursery.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 17:03:31 GMT -5
Hearing approaching pawsteps, Fablekit peeked her head outside of the den. With a bit of suspicion towards the newly-crowned warrior, she waited to see if Weepshard would continue on her path. Fablekit knew how to be intimidating when she needed to be.
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Post by dragon on Aug 1, 2008 17:10:18 GMT -5
"FableKit?" WeepShard asked muffeldly through the fur on RaiKit's neak. She squinted through the fur on top of his head to see Fablekit was looking at her with something like a scowl on her face. She blinked. Why was Fablekit scowling at her? She was bringing her her brother.
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Post by seren on Aug 1, 2008 19:12:41 GMT -5
Her face remained as blank as ever. "What." Raikit hung like a newborn from Weepshard's jaws. It was almost comical. Nothing about her features had ever changed since her birth; same as her emotions. When other cats looked at her, she was certain that they saw nothing different or special about her. She was always portrayed/painted as the indifferent, incongruous villainess merely for caring or being suspicious. It was unfair of the world, she felt.
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Post by water on Aug 14, 2008 14:55:54 GMT -5
Greykit padded over to his siblings. "What's going on?" he asked.
Starkit followed her brother. "Yeah? What's going on?" she meowed. The little starspirit's fur sparkled on the silver spots with the sun out.
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Post by dragon on Aug 14, 2008 15:12:33 GMT -5
Weepshard's brown fur had never been more glossy. Still ragged at some spots, but now she was starting to take pride in herself, now that she was a warrior. A small smile danced on her maw. There was a small gathering of kits off to her side. The news of the aprentice-ship and new warriors had not reached the small kits' ears yet.
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Post by water on Aug 14, 2008 15:44:22 GMT -5
Lostsoul 'padded' over to Weepshard. "How's the prey running?" she greeted the warrior.
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Post by dragon on Aug 14, 2008 16:21:45 GMT -5
She jumped at LoustSoul's voice. She turned around to the other cat and blinked in respect, a simple habbit she had. She had been put in her place more than once by cats like LoutusSoul.
"Um...I haven't been hunting yet." Then she realised that she hadnt left the camp since her cerimony. "Incase you missed it, I'm not WeepPaw anymore, I'm WeepShard now..."
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Post by Kala on Aug 14, 2008 16:24:35 GMT -5
A silver color tom had just padded into camp with the evening portal just as his fellow warriors rushed over to him gossiping away about Midnightstar’s strange behavior that was just really a test to how oblivious the kits where about the ceremonies. Nodding towards them and giving warm smiles here and there, the tom pushed himself out of the growing crowd of cats. He was never one for gossip, even when he was an apprentice. Both green eyes began to scan their owner’s surroundings searching for the new warrior and apprentice. Though for the life of him could not find them. A heavy frown curved around his muzzle before a slightly fluffy tail lashed in the air behide him. Maybe he would have better luck later on this evening for the new warrior would be sitting guarding the camp. It was not that he was lazy, just merely lethargic. For a good hour the portal was hunting down some the loners that were straying into their lands, but lost their scent. Glancing over his shoulder, he caught sight that SunFlame was reporting to Midnightstar about their findings. The tabby she-cat had an extremely displease look that grew stronger and heavier as the tom countied on with the details. ‘Lovely, he is going to give her a heart attack..’
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Post by water on Aug 15, 2008 11:46:39 GMT -5
Lostsoul nodded. "I know. I was just greeting you," she meowed and sat down. "Honestly, you're a fellow warrior now and I have never looked down on you Weepshard."
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Post by dragon on Aug 20, 2008 19:46:03 GMT -5
They walked in together, but looked as if they couldn't wait to get apart.
The tom was slow. Dark. Said people called him 'NorthernWaters'. The she-cat was impatiently fast. Light fur. Didn't say her name. Said it would be well known enough one day.
"Hurry up NorthernWaters! You cant walk any faster?" SouthernWind paced some tasil lengths in front of him, her tail swishing wildly behind her.
"Relax sissy! Nothing's leaving at the camp. Maybe besides the fresh kill. Calm it. Cool it. WAlk it out." NOthernWater's deep voice seemed calming. To everyone but his sister.
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Post by water on Aug 21, 2008 19:21:45 GMT -5
Graykit impatiently waited for the reply.
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