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Hunt
Jan 19, 2008 18:54:00 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Jan 19, 2008 18:54:00 GMT -5
Some leaves stirred in the undergrowth, Nightriver could smell a mouse in that direction. She stopped and looked over to see the mouse nibbling on a seed, She quickly dropped in to a hunting crouch and pulled herself forward each paw being placed down carefully but quickly and she moved closer and closer. body getting lower and she put more weight on her rear almost on her haunches. The mouses head flung up and it tried to run but Nightriver had all ready leaped and landed silently on the mouse and with a swift bit to the neck she killed it. Nightriver covered the mouse with some dirt before moving on.
Nighriver could hear the small paw steps of a squirrel gathering nuts to eat. She dropped in to a low crouch and moved quickly, her tail low with her head low too. A twig snapped and the squirrel shot up quickly and made a run for it but Nightriver was on its tail, Before it could make it to the tree she sprung and landed on the squirrel and bit in to it. That was close i could have lost it, She thought with satisfaction. She patted down the dirt and started down a small path.
Creeping across the forest floor unseen and unheard, Nightriver made her way to a small mouse sitting down washing its paws. Her tail flicked from side to side and she sprung quickly and finished off the mouse real quick and then covered the mouse with dirt.
Nightriver padded along looking in to the sky her whiskers twitched, Her tail swished in the air as she flicked it. Birds where singing and the wind was light and seamed to sing with the birds as it blew. Her paws made no sound as she walked alone, Sun beaming down on her dark tortoiseshell pelt.
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Hunt
Jan 20, 2008 13:35:46 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Jan 20, 2008 13:35:46 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]A muscular white tom made his way from behind Nightriver, watching her hunt. He sniffed at her catch and nodded. It was well enough. Darkclaw sniffed around for any other scents in the air, smelling a crow above him and a vole near him. He lunged for the vole, biting deep into its flesh with his razor-sharp teeth. It was a little on the small side, but it would have to work For now. He sniffed with his mouth hanging slightly ajar to let the scents enter his mouth as well as his nose, then closed his mouth and covered his vole with some dirt.[/glow]
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Jan 20, 2008 13:45:36 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Jan 20, 2008 13:45:36 GMT -5
Nightrivers ears flicked back and she quickly looked back jumping a little, only to see Darkclaw. She quickly turned around and started to look for more fresh-kill but most of it was gone because she was hunting all this morning. Her tail flicked and she sniffed the air, The aroma of wood pigeon came to her and she saw is only a couple of tail lengths away. Dropping in to a crouch she stalked her prey quickly and quietly, each paw place softly on the ground as she moved peacefully across the forest floor. Nightriver made a spring for it and the bird tried to escape but she had a paw in his back before it coule even fly away. She bit in to its neck and released her jaws from it and covered it with some dirt.
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Jan 20, 2008 13:55:23 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Jan 20, 2008 13:55:23 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Darkclaw turned back to Nightriver, noticing that she had caught some more while he had caught the vole. His dark brown eyes searched the wood pidgeon, but then nodded. It was fine. Until it was eaten, of course. Or rotted.Then he turned away fromher. He never really trusted she-cats since his sister left to join Windclan... for some stupid tom...[/glow]
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Hunt
Jan 20, 2008 14:06:04 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Jan 20, 2008 14:06:04 GMT -5
Nightriver sighed and sat down watching Darkclaw for a couple of seconds before looking in to the sky, some clouds floated around but the rest of the sky was blue. Some birds flew in the sky, she could hear there beautiful song which reminded her of her older brother and younger brother and how all three of them took on a large male fox and she lost both of them, The rest of her family she never really know because something happened but she never know. The painful thought ran through her mined and she sighed again this time with grief of losing the only two that she was close too. Wind blew through her pelt and she licked her dark tortoiseshell pelt.
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Hunt
Feb 2, 2008 18:07:36 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Feb 2, 2008 18:07:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Darkclaw sat down and licked his paw, trying to forget and forgive Goldenmoon. Like that was going to happen. He could never forget or forgive her reckless actions. [/glow]
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Feb 6, 2008 10:51:58 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Feb 6, 2008 10:51:58 GMT -5
Nightriver looked over at Darkclaw with soft comforting eyes but there was still a little bit of nervousness in her too. She walked over to him and sat down."Whats wrong? you look down..."She cocked her head to the side ready to listen to what the warrior had to say. Her breathing was soft and her Tortoiseshell pelt was well groomed. Her eyes flicked up in to the sky for a couple of moments as she waited for an answer from him. She looked back. She was not really the cat to talk but she was pretty good at listening.
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Feb 14, 2008 23:47:41 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Feb 14, 2008 23:47:41 GMT -5
Darkclaw shook his head. "I'd rather not talk about it." He said abruptly. "I'd rather not." He walked farther away from Nightriver and stood in a patch of sun, lighting up his plain white pelt and turning it snowy. He walked out of the light and it seemed to turn back to the duller white.
He looked down at his paws and sighed. She seemed like she really wanted to help me. Why did I have to turn her down? Just like I do everyone else. He thought miserably, slouching his shoulders as he always did when he was upset.
The big white tom could be seen in plain sight sitting down and leaning on a huge rock beside him, drooping his head sadly. There was no where to go. No one to talk to. No one to turn to. Except Starclan. They must help me. He thought. As he began to talk to them silently, he fell on his legs and put his head down in submission. Starclan, help me. You know of my troubles. You know of my hurt. Help me in my time of need. Guide me to a friend who will listen and care.
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Feb 15, 2008 18:15:36 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Feb 15, 2008 18:15:36 GMT -5
~Whitepaw~ A white slender she-cat padded along giggling with a rabbit in her jaws. She looked up only to see Darkclaw, She padded over to him and then dropped her rabbit."Whats wrong, Darkclaw?"She questioned cocking her head to the side with a curious looked. Whitepaw looked up in to the sky. Wish i was free like a cloud, She thought. She looked back at Darkclaw and waited for a reply from him.
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Feb 15, 2008 23:23:47 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Feb 15, 2008 23:23:47 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Darkclaw raised his head slowly, blinking and looking up at the little she-cat. He knew not what, but she somehow reminded him of Goldenpaw, his little sister, before she ran away. She looked nothing like her. "Nothing is the matter anymore, Whitepaw." He smiled softly, feeling somehow comforted by her presence. Thank Starclan. They have answered my prayers. He thought happily.[/glow]
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Feb 15, 2008 23:41:37 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Feb 15, 2008 23:41:37 GMT -5
"Will you hunt with me because Nightriver has to do a patrol."She sighed. She looked up in to the sky again as it looked that the clouds where taking over the sky. Whitepaw smiled at Darkclaw. A thought went to her mind and her smile disappeared. Why did Autumstar have to hold me back from being an apprentice?, The thought rang threw her head. But i should stop thinking about it. Im an apprenitce now aren't I. She flicked her tail and waited for Darkclaw to reply.
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Feb 16, 2008 18:43:31 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Feb 16, 2008 18:43:31 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Darkclaw shrugged, recovering himself. "Why not?" He asked. "We'll have to go somewhere else, though. There's none I could trace here." The deputy picked himself off the ground and started walking to a new location, flicking his tail to make sure that Whitepaw was behind him.[/glow]
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Feb 16, 2008 18:47:27 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Feb 16, 2008 18:47:27 GMT -5
Whitepaw padded merrily along her tail flicked to the opposite side of the leg she was picking up. Her smile was big and she looked in to the bright blue sky.
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Feb 16, 2008 18:53:53 GMT -5
Post by \\*Rainstorm*// on Feb 16, 2008 18:53:53 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]The white tom walked foward, deep in thought. He stopped at the next hunting place and turned back to face Whitepaw. "How old are you, Whitepaw?" He asked suddenly.[/glow]
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Feb 16, 2008 18:59:55 GMT -5
Post by nightriver on Feb 16, 2008 18:59:55 GMT -5
"Eight moons."She said in a kinda soft embarrassed voice, Her ears grew hot because she was made a apprentice late. A sigh slipped through her lips. Her tail flicked and she looked at the ground starting to fiddle with a rock and then smacked it hard with her paw. She bit her tung tryig not to giggle because she always did.
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