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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 7, 2007 18:18:03 GMT -5
"He can cime when ready. This is is home. For now, we must go on with our plan. Do you want to go to a Clan and stal kits or recrute loners?"
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Post by autumnleaf on Sept 7, 2007 18:22:27 GMT -5
"Its your decision, you're the leader, aren't you?" Shattereddream said, her ears twitched uncomfortably.
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 7, 2007 18:24:53 GMT -5
"You are right, but I don't know whats best for you, only me. I am not like the other leaders." he hissed. "I am going to find more loners"
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Post by autumnleaf on Sept 7, 2007 18:29:49 GMT -5
Shattereddream got up. "Didn't mean to insult you..." She hissed under her breath. She sheathed her claws, thinking that she wouldn't need them for anything right now.
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Post by ~*Speckles*~ on Sept 8, 2007 14:08:22 GMT -5
Stormheart finally made his mind up for the moment. He wasn't sure if he would change it eventually though, he was a very unpredictable cat after all. He hopped from branch to branch getting lower to the ground, and then made one last easy leap to the floor of the woods. After giving his inky black coat a shake he slipped over to the others. He sat down and licked one of his paws calmly. He said nothing though, not being a talkative cat in the least, unless he wanted to be or if he was angry, then he could give one an earful.
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Post by blondie13 on Sept 8, 2007 15:28:11 GMT -5
Brokenheart looked around."Stormheart!"She hissed."I can smell him."
Blood opened her mouth. Sure enough Stormheart's scent hit her. "He's close."She growled."
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Post by ~*Speckles*~ on Sept 8, 2007 16:01:24 GMT -5
Stormheart rolled his eyes. 'Of course I'm close, I'm right here.' he voice was insolent, it clearly said much more than 'Here I am' it said, 'Of course I'm here you mouse brained rogues, how do you expect to defeat the clans if you can't even see me when I'm right out in the open?' He glared at the others through his blazing green eyes that never said any more than he wanted them too. He didn't think much of the tracking abilities of these cats, he didn't think much of them at all really. He had been rigorously and brutally trained, none could have trained him better than he already was.
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 8, 2007 17:54:44 GMT -5
Darkwind spit. He had know the tom had been there, but he had been waiting for the others to notice him. "You all need to keep your wits about you! There are well trained warriors out there. I was once a Clan warrior, but the rest were all soft kittypets, so I left, leaving many dead." Just remembering that day made him proud. He poked out his chest and held his chiim up high.
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Post by ~*Speckles*~ on Sept 8, 2007 18:13:40 GMT -5
Stormheart rolled his eyes again, doubting what Darkwind boasted slightly. He said nothing though, only remembering his own past. He had once been a clanner, but they killed his father and nearly him. They would have killed his brother if they had gotten the chance. He had been raised in the rogue ways, hatred and determination gave him strength at times and his well built body helped also. He wrapped his tail around his paws and stared at the others, waiting for someone else to speak, it wasn't going to be him, he never spoke unless he wanted too, and he didn't want to right then.
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 8, 2007 18:16:05 GMT -5
"Stormheart, what would you like to do?" Darkwind asked. He was annoyed still that no other cat had seen him, but they needed to get a move on, before it was to late.
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Post by ~*Speckles*~ on Sept 8, 2007 18:21:35 GMT -5
Stormheart shrugged. 'What needs to be done? I wouldn't recommend myself for recruiting cats, cats get under skin real quick and I don't hold myself back from anything I want to do when I want to do it.' He blinked at him with his green orbs. Steal kits? Attack a patrol? Something exciting, not 'recruiting' for this lame brained scheme that probably isn't going to work. He never did have a good outlook on life, he never expected things to happen a certain way for he knew that it would just set him up for disappointment.
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 8, 2007 18:30:11 GMT -5
"I think I have a good job for you. You can attacke some patrols or apprentices. And remember to give them the chance to join us. Whoever doesn't will be killed and left for others to find. You can start with any Clan." He looked at the tom. He looked like a brillient fighter.
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Post by ~*Speckles*~ on Sept 8, 2007 18:45:06 GMT -5
Stormheart nodded. That sounded like fun to him, exciting. 'That sounds good. Am I going alone?' he inquired. He didn't really care either way, he felt he could handle it by himself but he didn't care if someone was sent with him, as long as they were a good fighter. He stretched his heavily muscled front legs a little with a grim smile, this would give him a nice workout. He couldn't wait to start and he waited impatiently for his answer, his tail tapping on the ground in front of his black paws and his white claws unsheathing slightly as he thought of the pleasure he would soon have, yes, sad to say he enjoyed fighting and killing.
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Post by fleabittengray on Sept 8, 2007 18:48:00 GMT -5
"You may go alone or with ahoth. Ypu chose." he flicked his tail. RiverClan will have heard about me, so i suggest you start on another Clan fist, so you can get weaker cats out of the way first, not that RiverClan is strong." he spit again. He looked around at the others and waited.
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Post by silvermask on Sept 8, 2007 22:45:45 GMT -5
Among the bracken, a cat's ears twitched to make out the conversation. She gasped in horror as she overheard the plans, her eyes widening. After a slight pause, she began to run. She didn't care how much noise she made. She didn't think of it. A tree flashed past, a ditch was cleared in a single jump. The she-cat kept running, slowing down. A large log loomed in front. The cat saw it too late. An attempt to jump over it was unsuccessful.
The loner sat up, her scratches stinging from where small branches had scorched through her pelt, but she hardly noticed it. Snowfall's heart raced as she listened. An eerie silence had fallen over her. The loner slowly got to her paws, quietly standing up. She shivered violently all over. There was only one cat that she could rely on to keep the secret. Snowfall only had one friend.
The white-pelted she-cat began to walk away. Further and further she crept from the other rouges. She prayed that they hadn't noticed her. Her life depended on it.
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