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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 1, 2008 20:38:06 GMT -5
What if they don't accept you? You are larger then every cat on this continent! The voice in Slash's head clawed at him. He gritted his teeth. He must do this! He flick his spotted tail and looked around. They grass hardly consealed him, unlike the graas back home. He swallowed and ducked down. He felt so....exposed! Giant paws crushed partes of the earth as Slash made his way deep into the terriotory that was so different tehn his old one!
A ripple went down his leopard bodice as a wind blew over him. Slash open his jaws and breathed in. Strange scents came over him. He shook his head. In the distence, he could scent these 'warriors'. At least, that was what he thought they were called. Slash blinked his orbs and unsheted his daggers, just in case! These cats were fast, but he was big! Real big! He was twice the size of any cat he had met so far! If only they trsuted him!
Back home, he was big, but he was normal there! Here, any cat that saw him was frightned and thought he would kill them. He looked at his broad chest and gave it a quick lick. Back in Togo, he had hunted goats and the rare small dog. Here, he had to get used to rabbits and, what do you call them? Squrills? He shrugged. Who cares? He continued further. He could just make out, with his large audits, cats in the distence. Or was it just one cat? He couldn't tell! The morr scent confused him way to much! Had he picked the right 'clan' to come to? A confused yowl formd in his thorat, but he kept silent. What if these where mean pack cats? Sorry, Clan cats? Back home, he had lived in a pack, not a Clan, and as far as he could tell, they were way different!
His leopard spotted bodice stalked through the grass, barly conseled, as he made his way over to teh figures. HE had made up his mind! He would join this, wha tdo you call it? WIndClan?
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 3, 2008 16:44:22 GMT -5
Magpieheart was stalking a rabbit on the moor. She was bitterly cold and if she had not been well used to it, would have packed it in and gone home. Her bald lythe little body sprang like it wayed nothing. She was out in a full sprint. Her paws raced against the moorland sending clumps of wet grass flying in all directions. Her hunt was swift and she caught the rabbit after a mintue of induracnce of it. Her jaws were clamped around it. It was almost bigger than her as she was a very small cat. Suddenly she smelt a odd sent. Setting the rabbit down she sniffed the air with her little pink nose. An intruder! She looked around carefully. Hoping that this wouldn't end in a fight.
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 3, 2008 17:34:56 GMT -5
Slash almost burst out in a chorting laugh when he saw the tiny she-cat chasing a rabbit! HE was much bigger then her! He hoped she wouldn't ty to fight him, for he was afarin he might really hurt her. He also knew that once he strated fighting, he couldn't stop. HE stood to his full hight, his chest above the tall grasses! Dipping his head, he stayed a ways away from the she-cat. SIlently, the tom called out to her. Greetings! Are you of, um, WindCLan? He hoped he had pronouced taht right! He sat, still above the grass, and waited for her reply.
Slash licked a spotted paw and ruffle dhis leopard spotted bodice. He was, indeed, a small breed of leopard. His great ancestors had been HUGEER then him, but he now was his size. Big, but not as big. HE had come from one of the last three thiring packs of his kind. Untill, that is, he had been captured by Wranglers and shippd to this place! He shok his cranium and twichted his audits, which were also giant.
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 4, 2008 11:09:41 GMT -5
Magpiehearts head whipped round when she heard the tom call. His voice was unfamiler. She fell overin shock when she saw the huge tomcat. He was SO big!! Her eyes were like saucers. She quickly scattered back on to all four of her hairless paws. Gazing over at him in wonder she called back causiously. "Yes... What do you want loner?" Her voice was slightly quaky.
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 4, 2008 19:05:17 GMT -5
Slash watched the she-cat's reaction. It was as he expected. Fear. He sighed and walked over to her, his paws making a slight thud with every step. I am Slash. Would you care to tell me your name? HE flicked his tail and wrapped it around his bodice and large forepaws. His orbs looked at the she-cat, which he had to bend his neck to do. Hiw clas came out as he lick between his toes and tore off a dead peice of sheath. Long, crived, sharp claws pretured from each sheath, glistening in the light of the sun. Slash looked at the she-cata with the corner of his eye, still watching to see if she would attacke or take him to see her leader. His rough tounge slipped out of his mouth that was filled with sharp, frightninng teeth used in a numerous amount of fights. A spotted bodice shifted, muscles contrating and relaxing as Slah sat in anticipation.
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 5, 2008 15:11:20 GMT -5
Magpieheart's little shynx body quivered slightly as she watched the huge tom stroll towards her. She almost winced. Straightening up she spoke as camly as she could manage. "My name is Magpieheart. I am a warrior of Windclan. If you do not put up a fight I will take you to see my leader. Why are you here," She paused before saying the name" Slash?"She was scared to hear his reaction. He could snap a little cat like her in two but she was curious to know which. She stood her ground but kept her claws out in case he turned on her. Not that they would do much good.
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 5, 2008 17:32:32 GMT -5
Seeing that his grooming was scaring the small she-cat, Slash quickly put his oaw down and sheathed his claws. He smiled at her spunk as she told him about her Clan rank, he supposed it was. I will not fight you unless you attacke me first. And I am here to speak to your leader, and him alone. He supposed her, thier Clans were lead by tom-cats just like his pack was, so that was why he said "him". Slash shrunk down to become level with the warrior of WIndClan, Magpieheart. If you take me, I will tell him that you are a sweet little warrior, what ever that may be. He winked at the she-cat, which may have been frightning since he was nose to nose with her. He was practilly lying on the ground to look her in he rorbs with his own.
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 6, 2008 11:10:52 GMT -5
Magpieheart didn't know what to make of him. He clearly wasn't from around here. He didn't know that the windclan leader was a shecat. But when he said about telling her leader that she was a nice little warrior was when he went too far. A growl erupted from her throat. Her lips drew back in a snarl. " My leader Spottedstar knows I am a nice cat to be around. But she also knows that I am a tough warrior who would risk my life for my clan!" She tried to calm herself. If she had fur it would be on end.
Her paws dug into the ground and she made herself calm. "My female leader," She said, putting emsathais on female. "would much like to see you im sure."
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 6, 2008 17:31:23 GMT -5
Slash withdrew his face as the she-cat warrior hissed. He stood to his paws and shook his bodice. When she said that her leader was female, he froze. This place really was different! Back home, if a she-cat lead a pack, they were considered unworthy and not a true pack. I am sorry, were I come from all pack leaders are tom-cats. He whispered, his gentle lyrics cloaking his confuzion. It would take quiet some time for him to get used to this warrior whatits! SLash sighed and flicked his tail. Shall you take me away to see the rest of your pack? Also, he would have to get used to new words! THis might take a while...
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 7, 2008 17:24:16 GMT -5
Magpieheart gave the tom a I still don't trust you look and her pupils narrowed. "Alright then this way. You walk in front." She knew how vital it was to not let him out of her sight. Letting him walk behind her would just be stupid! She picked up the pace, wondering if what she was doing was completely wrong. What if he only wanted to be lead to Windclan camp to ambush them? What if he had friends near by. She knew if he did he probably wouldn't tell her but saying he didn't seem to know alot she asked anyway. "Do you have any acompliaces?" Her voice was not normally so harsh but if wasn't normal to have a loner in your mistd.
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 7, 2008 19:36:07 GMT -5
What a queer place this was turning out to be! She-cats leading packs, she-cats bringing in prisoners. SLash shook his cranium and stapped infornt of the she-cat, his shadow covering half her bodice. At her quaries, he answered Do you think if I had helpers you would still be here? HE was of corse, joking. He wouldn't kill her unless she attaked him first. He chuckled a bit and flicked his tail towards her audits. Now tell me, what is your leaders neme? He wondered if it would be another stange name such as MAgpieehart.
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 8, 2008 11:17:26 GMT -5
Magpieheart's head bobbed backwards. She looked at the tom with a worried, angry, confused look. What to make of him! He was so odd. She gave a slight hiss but was warry about it. She would stand up for herself but she knew this tom could kill her easily on his own. This did not make her feel better. Her big round eyes starred at him. So may questions she wanted to ask. But she would leave the quesions to Spottedstar. She was just delivering the prisoner. Of corse she knew that it was a risk brining him to camp but all the cats in camp could take him on she was sure! "Spottedstar, her name is Spottedstar. I'm surprised you wouldn't know that." She knew he wouldn't as he clearly wasn't from around here but she was hoping he would tell her willingly.
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 9, 2008 18:05:46 GMT -5
Spottedstar, ya say? My my my, you have starnge names! He smile in a stange way and tossed hid pelt, making the stands ripple in the light of the sun. My dear, dear warrior, are you really suprised I didn't kniw who Spottedstar was? With his cool even voice, all the she-cats form other packs back home had come to him. But here, he had a feeling not even the toms would trust him. Who would? Galncing at his large paws, he unsheated his long claws. Slash was a good name for him. |
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Post by Vampirecat on Feb 11, 2008 11:22:43 GMT -5
Magpieheart glanced at him. She sighed. Her small hairless body quivered. She had no idea why. But she knew it was probably just getting the reality that she could get killed at any moment. She thought she was safe enough. He didn't seem like he wanted to hurt her. "No I could tell you weren't from around here." She extended her claws. Thinking about how lucky Slash had been. He could have wondered straight into a patrol. Or even worse, straight into camp! She shook her head at the thought. "Where are you from. Why are you here?" She couldn't hold herself anymore, she had to ask!
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Post by fleabittengray on Feb 11, 2008 20:16:11 GMT -5
Remembering an old saying his mother had once told him, Slash meowed Curiosity killed the pack you know! Myself? I am from the continent of Africa in the land of Togo! It is a long, sad story why I amhere. One that I might have to repeat to your leader. What is her name again? Spottedstar? HIs bodice ribbled with the starnge winds. IT was freezing! He looked at the warrior of WindClan besides him. How did she sand this weather? HIs short pelt barly could, and she had hardly any pelt at all! With a hmmm of confuzion, SLash licked his lips and looked for any big food. He could smell something, but it smelled small. Almost distant. Mouse? |
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