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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 20, 2007 14:54:40 GMT -5
The dark tabby kit nodded her head, in to much aw to speak to the great ShadowClan leader, who outpowered her by many moons. "Y...yes," she stutered Bloodkit's blue eyes glintered with smething deep, admration for the ShadowClan leader, respcet. She let her ice blue gaze drift around the dark den, but her eyes eventually made it back to the ShadowClan leader.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 20, 2007 16:37:25 GMT -5
Darkstar watched Bloodkit's eyes travel around his den before coming to rest again on his pelt. His green eyes met her blue ones and he looked closely at her, trying to make her out. The ShadowClan leader took a great but quiet sniff, trying to make out her scent, but the rain from the storm had mostly washed it away.
"So, Bloodkit, as I am told to call you," he said carefully. "I understand that you want to join ShadowClan." He waited for an assent or declination of that statement.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 20, 2007 22:31:40 GMT -5
The tiny kit's eyes lit up. She nodded her head vigorusly. "Yes, yes." she said, her blue eyes sparkled. She shook her dark tabby pelt. Her shook her small cream colored paw, wondering if her siblings missed her. Bloodkit looked at the ShadowClan leader. The dark ShadowClan leader lived up to his Clan's name.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 21, 2007 19:13:29 GMT -5
"Well, Bloodkit," continued Darkstar. "You must realize that, as a Clan, we dislike allowing random cats to join our Clan." His ears twitched as he recalled all those cat who claimed that they had been allowed in the Clan. He looked vaguely at Bloodkit, as her pelt seemed familiar, but he couldn't place it. "Bloodkit, what can you tell me about your parents?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 21, 2007 21:33:26 GMT -5
Bloodkit shook her head. "I'm geussing that my mother was a loner or a rouge, but dicthed me on WindClan territory, where nobody even cared about me, unlike all my siblings, who got all the atteniton." the tabby she-kit looked at her paws, pauseing "I really have no clue who my father is," the she-kit squeaked, pausing again, "I escaped the WindClan nursury, knowing that no one would even miss me." Bloodkit's blue eyes glimmered as if a hint of evilness lyied in her heart. "I'm sure my sister even thinks that WindClan absolutly sucks."((loseing my word choice))
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 22, 2007 16:28:00 GMT -5
((How about 'is mousebrained'?))
"Hmm," said Darkstar looking curiously at Bloodkit. "Technically, if you are from WindClan, then you should be returned to WindClan." He looked over the kit. "If you were to be seen at a Gathering, I'm sure I'd never hear the last of it from Griefstar." He flicked his ears again ((bad habit)) and glanced over Bloodkit. "And why do you dislike WindClan so much?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 22, 2007 16:39:25 GMT -5
(( ;D))
Bloodkit's tabby fur stood up at the thought of going back to WindClan. "I don't give if Greifstar wants me back in her mousedung Clan." the little kit hissed, "she probably doesn't even know I exist." Bloodkit's eyes gleamed like sharp ice shards. "No one cares about m, not even my 'adoptive mother', the Clan only cares about Boulderkit and Midnightkit." she took a deep breath, the intesity so hard, that she almost lost her balance.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 22, 2007 17:09:05 GMT -5
Boulderkit, Midnightkit, thought Darkstar, filing away the names in his memory. "Who is your adoptive mother?" he asked curiously but carefully - the kit seemed caught on tenterhooks, and he didn't want her to go mad or anything without extracting some information. He looked at her eyes - they seemed so familiar - and realized that they matching Hawkflight's almost exactly. Curious about that, he began to look over her again. Who could the father be? Was it possible?
Cottonpelt?
((Is it OK if he realizes that?))
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 22, 2007 17:12:30 GMT -5
((I geuss....))
"Hazelstream, I think." Bloodkit said, looking the leader in the eyes, blinking.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 22, 2007 17:56:05 GMT -5
((If you don't want it to be, just say so. I'm only doing this because Darkstar doesn't like traitors...))
"Hazelstream," repeated Darkstar, looking up. "Hmm. What has WindClan been doing recently?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 22, 2007 18:29:46 GMT -5
"Careing more about an apprentice that went missing more than me." Bloodkit hissed, remembering Hazelstream's fussing about the lost apprentice, to her mate, Silverhawk.
((It is fine by me, but Bloodkit is being a little self centered.))
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 23, 2007 20:39:06 GMT -5
((OK then.))
Darkstar sighed. "Bloodkit, if all you're going to do is whine about what they didn't do for you, I'm not surprised they didn't care for you much," he snapped, losing a bit of his patience with the kit. "How old are you?" he asked in a calmer voice.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 23, 2007 20:51:26 GMT -5
"Two, maybe three moons." she squeked, shrinking back a little bit. She twiched her cream tail tip, sheathing and unsheathing her little claws nervously.
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Post by ☼Light of the Sea☼ on Aug 24, 2007 16:56:39 GMT -5
"Better," said the black tom, relaxing. "Now can you tell me if they did anything else besides hunt and talk?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on Aug 24, 2007 17:05:05 GMT -5
"Well," Bloodkit paused thinking, "I remember hearing Hawkflight murrmer about expanding the territory, pressing more on ShadowClan and RiverClan, especally where the border markers are weak." the tabby kit looked the leader in the eyes, her cystals dimming with every passing minute.
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