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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 13:38:36 GMT -5
Ripkit was as hyper as ever, running in circles and trying to catch his tail. The kit had heard about Driftmoon's new apprentice, and by Starclan he was getting closer to getting a mentor himself, but he couldn't help but feel jealous at the cat for spending EVERY POSSIBLE DAY with the medicine cat. He could say the same for whatever cat was around Truthstar 24/7. The little brown cat paused in his fun, glancing over at Driftmoon's den. Would she be in? Would she be busy? Would she have time to spend with a hyper active kit like him? Questions like that echoed through his mind, only going half noticed by the kit.
He sat down, tail straight out behind him. Aw screw it. If she didn't want him around all she had to do was say something. "DRIIIIFTMOOOOON!" howled out the kitten, bounding towards the medicine cat's den.
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 13:43:50 GMT -5
ooc: Okay, I"m pulling Driftmoon form the other board, and here she comes!^^
L: As the little fluff of brown fur came bounding through the opening in her den, DriftMoon turned. A smile was pulling her lips. 'Why, look,' she thought, 'my favorite kitten, Ripkit!' And what she voice was closely connected to her thoughts. "Well, look what I have here. My favorite trouble maker." Her eyes narrowed fondly at the ADHD effected kit.
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 13:47:36 GMT -5
OOC: XDD ADHD infected kit. Sadly, it's true
BIC: "You're not replacing me are you?" he blurted out before he even realized it. Ripkit looked up at her with large green eyes, looking very much dejected. But, he soon got over it, bounding forward and pawing at her maw. "I heard you got an apprentice! Bet the cat isn't as smart as me." Tail high in the air, he pranced around the she-cat, a grin on his maw.
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 13:53:00 GMT -5
A growl eminated from the inside of DriftMoon's den. The ever anti-social SoftenedPaw was hardly going to be put down by a kit. But he decided to let it go, deciding not to upset anyone. DriftMoon sat down and flicked her tail. Something like pitty rose up in her, but then again, he was a kit. Didn't all kits want to be Medicene Cats? Or the greatest Warriors? Yes.
"Well, he is a good apprentice, though I have a feeling one day that you'll be one of the best warriors ever." She laughed slightly.
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 13:56:41 GMT -5
The little kit brightened up at this. "YEAH! And I'll be Truthstar's number one warrior! You'll never have to heal me cuz I'll be the best there is! I'll be so great, I'll get more free time than any other cat cuz the prey will come and lay at my paws to be spared the humiliation of having me run them down! And then I can come by and keep you company!" He went through a dramatic display of crouches and little jumps before grinning up at Driftmoon once more. Ripkit didn't pay any attention to the growl or the other cat.
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 14:01:18 GMT -5
"Yes, you and I will become two peas in a pod." She watched the little visual example. 'But you aren't as young as you used to be. Soon you'll be with StarClan.' This thought did not make her sad, but nor did it improve her already happy mood. It was just a fact. When was soon though? How would Ripkit take it? That would be determined when it happened.
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 14:02:54 GMT -5
"And I'll always bring you fresh kill, too! Even when I'm a warrior! What's your favorite type of kill, Driftmoon?" The thought that Driftmoon would eventually have to pass away never occurred to the kit. Just like Truthstar had ruled for moons and moons before he was born, there was no way Driftmoon would leave him.
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 14:10:43 GMT -5
ooc: Yes, I was planning on killing my beautiful kitty kat. How should this be done do you think Tiger?
L: DriftMoon had to think about this. She had never exactly had a favorite, though Shrew had always tasted slightly better than the rest to her. "Take a guess." The Medicene Cat told the kit. Even in her sitting position, she felt imbasingly tall, so she decided to lay down on her elbows.
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 14:13:40 GMT -5
OOC: Old age? Attacked by rouges while gathering herbs? It would give Ripkit a meaning to live. XD
BIC: He sat down, head tilted up in thought. Rabbit had always appealed to his tastes. "Rabbit! No. Mouse! No, that can't be it. Magpie?" His little ears were perked, awaiting the answer. Was it any of the ones he suggested? He hoped so!
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 14:25:24 GMT -5
"Wrong, wrong, wrong." She shook her head, flicking her ears. "Shrew!" She told him as if it was a secret "So..now when you can leave camp, you can feed the whole caln shrew!"
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 14:26:48 GMT -5
"SHREW!" He fell into a fit of laughs. "Why didn't I think of that! I bet Truthstar will kick me out of hunting patrols if all I bring back is shrew. But, even if she does do that, I'll always go and get you some! Can't have our medicine cat starving off of the rabbits and voles the other apprentices bring her!"
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 14:39:24 GMT -5
A howl of laughter left her, and she let her torso fall to the ground. Eyes closing, she had the small clouds gather over the sun. This warm place needs a cool down.
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Post by Tiger on Sept 28, 2008 14:42:16 GMT -5
The kitten grinned, not at all feeling embarrassed by what he had said. He would fight the other apprentices for the right to get Driftmoon's fresh kill. Ripkit sat down, his tail curling over his paws. "Hey, Driftmoon?"
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Post by seren on Sept 28, 2008 14:49:20 GMT -5
ooc: Driftmoon should die during the war. That'd be a pretty good excuse, lawl.
L: Glacierheart was nowhere to be found as Fayreign padded out from the queens den. It had been confirmed over the last three months that she was undoubtedly pregnant. Scrunching up her face, she felt the usual morning pains. Groaning, she stumbled over to Driftmoon. "Hate to be a bother, but can I get some herbs for an achy stomach?"
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Post by dragon on Sept 28, 2008 14:51:36 GMT -5
"Yes Ripkit?" She leaned back up, looking up at the kit. Her gray fur rippled as a slight wind -naturally casused - bounced off the walls of the small den. She was actually interested in what the kit had to say now.
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