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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 21:29:11 GMT -5
is this working correctly??
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 21:30:07 GMT -5
yup yup pic. you wanna start of shall i?
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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 21:31:36 GMT -5
I think you should start I haven't done this in so long, I need a prompt...
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 21:41:05 GMT -5
okydoky can do!^^
bic: Symphoniapaw wound his tail around Blister. They had just gotten back to camp, from a harsh training session. He had a dark scratch down his shoulder, parting the canary yellow fur even and even darker royal purple shimmering musical notes.
Blister smiled as his fur warmed hers. The popping sparks at her feet sizzeled with even more exasperation that before. Her bright green eyes were wide, and shinning with Symphoniapaw by her side.
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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 21:48:26 GMT -5
Rosewhisper padded into camp with a skinny vole and a finch in her mouth. The weak winter light splayed across her glossy, tabby fur. She dropped the prey on the small fresh kill pile and licked her muzzle. Slowly, she went to the warriors den and layed down on her side just outside of it. Her green eyes closed in laziness as the sun warmed her.
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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 21:49:07 GMT -5
ooc: sorry that took so long. I'm trying to listen to really loud music, rp, and talk to my parents. not easy. the music is so distracting
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 21:56:22 GMT -5
ooc: lol, that's cool. i understand!^^
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 22:01:41 GMT -5
Blister spotted the warrior. A very very pretty warrior. She was surprised that every tom in the area wasn't starring at her. It made her green with jelousy. She glanced at Symphoniapaw, who was looking back at her. The popping around her paws almost purst out of control with the quick range of emotions her heart glanced over.
But instead of being hostile and cold, she dicided to get to know this tabby warrior. "Hey!" She called over to RoseWhisper.
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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 22:06:09 GMT -5
brb. I have to go eat dinner real quick....
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Post by seren on Jan 14, 2009 22:10:25 GMT -5
ooc: I'm heeeeeeeeere.
bic: Littlekit spat on the ground. He was bored as all else, like most other kits in the den, to his dismay. He didn't want to be ordinary; he wanted so hard to stand out from the rest of them. Would he ever go and hunt down an eagle? StarClan no! Shrugging, he dropped his thoughts and stepped out into the clearing. Squinting, his pale eyes burned from the glare of the sun. Making out distant shapes of other cats, he stumbled his way over to Rosewhisper, Blister, and Symphoniapaw. Tilting his head to the side, he gazed pathetically up at them, hoping that they might include him in their conversation somehow.
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 22:23:23 GMT -5
Symphoniapaw glanced down at the kit. Small, though it seemed kits got smaller and smaller. He smiled, and royal purple notes shimmered over canary yellow fur, making small circles by themselves. "What are you doing here? Are you allowed out of the den?" He asked. He expected some smart-allik responce, but might have been surprised, given the look on the kit's face.
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Post by seren on Jan 14, 2009 22:28:47 GMT -5
Shrugging, his eyes were downcast, studying the ever-changing soil. Or at least, preoccupying himself with something else other than the question asked. At last, he realized that he was expected to answer. Looking straight into Symphoniapaw's eyes, he replied, "Probably not." Fayreign typically gave her kits free-roam; that's how it had always been.
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Post by pic on Jan 14, 2009 22:38:03 GMT -5
Rosewhisper sat up and licked her chest fur so it would lie flat. She gave a smile to Littlekit, "Are you lonely?"
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Post by dragon on Jan 14, 2009 22:43:40 GMT -5
"But your out here anyways?" A purr of laughter left Symphoniapaw. "Good for you kid. Good for you." A tinkle of bells danced in the air around them, sound carried by the slight movement of air. Not sliegh-bells, not church bells, but a slight tinkle just like Tinker Bell. Pleasent to the ears, so he thought.
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Post by seren on Jan 14, 2009 22:47:03 GMT -5
Now he gazed into the beauty's eyes. What was the use in lying? "A bit.
"What're your names', anyway?" he plaintively inquired. There wasn't any purpose in saying his own name; it would just change in a few moons. Would he enjoy being an apprentice? Contemplating the thought, he decided that he would most likely not make a decent warrior. He just couldn't bring himself to fight anyone--even in play-fights that his siblings staged all the time. Harming other Clancats just didn't appeal to him; did they not all share the forest and work together as allies?
Upon hearing Symphoniapaw's bells' delightful ringing, his eyes grew to the size of saucers. "How do you do that?" he croaked. So many other thoughts rushed into his mind. Perhaps he too could have powers one day.
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