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Post by swifttail on Aug 8, 2007 17:42:17 GMT -5
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Oakpaw sat impaitiontly in the center of camp. All of his siblings have trained once already. The gray tom tryed to fish out Cottenpelts scent, "Where is Cottenpelt! Oh, Right, he is off with onother she-cat again!" Oakpaw hissed under his breath.
Cottenpelt: "What are you scenting?" Asked Cottenpelt
Oakpaw: "You," Said Oakpaw to his flakey mentor, "Will you finally take me to training?!" Oakpaw thrashed his tail irattably.
[[And that is all I remeber. Sorry.]]
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 9, 2007 14:50:04 GMT -5
((Well it was posted in WindClan first of all, and second why did you say what I am supposed to say when we could have just started it over??))
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Post by swifttail on Aug 9, 2007 16:45:39 GMT -5
[[Well, I liked the way it was before! Can you just post... Pllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssssse?]]
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 9, 2007 16:47:56 GMT -5
(FINE!!)
Cottonpelt looked at his apprenticed surprised, "I will if you start to respect me."
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Post by swifttail on Aug 9, 2007 18:07:06 GMT -5
Oakpaw sighed, "I am sorry for being impationt, but what if you were me and all of your siblings have trained once already, and were gloating! I am sorry Cottenpelt..." Oakpaw meowed, sounding ashamed of himself that he thought so wrongly about his mentor.
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 11, 2007 11:29:23 GMT -5
Cottonpelt looked at his apprentice, "Don't worry, It was my fault, and you will be the best warrior this forest has seen!! Lets see what you can smell." He right noiw could smell a mouse and a vole not far away.
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Post by swifttail on Aug 11, 2007 13:24:19 GMT -5
Well no duh, the fresh kill pile is over there! Oakpaw pointed out biterly to himself. "I-I can't smell anything in camp Cottenpelt." The tom looked blindly up at his mentor.
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 11, 2007 13:29:47 GMT -5
Cottonpelt looked at his apprentice, "Well. then lets go out on a hunting patrol...." He suggested.
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Post by swifttail on Aug 11, 2007 13:34:07 GMT -5
"Good plan. Where are we going to hunt?" Oakpaw said, trying not to disrescpect his mentor. It was hrad not to be.... ' I would go to ___________ [[place prey rich]].'
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Post by Fireblood on Aug 11, 2007 13:38:15 GMT -5
"Lets go to the swamp..." Cottonpelt told his apprentice, and headed out of camp, "Come on Oakpaw."
To: Training with Oakpaw
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