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Post by swifttail on Apr 6, 2008 13:12:38 GMT -5
(starting off short and sweet) =3
Oakpaw padded in through the entrance of camp. He yawned and padded to the center of camp and dropped a scrawy hurt mouse in the pile. 'Great, I can catch a defenseless mouse! What great help you are mouse dung!' Oakpaw spat at himself. He yawned again and sat down. His tail was to the side of him. There diddn't seem to be any cats out.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 7, 2008 22:37:22 GMT -5
((Welcome Back Swifteh))
Foxpaw padded through the camp, noticing no one was in the camp. Exellent. He thought. Now I can terrorize Bloodkit and do anything I want, just like Darkstar. But that glory was short lived. Oakpaw. He hissed, undistanfully as his blind brother walked into the camp.
Bloodkit heard the enterance to the ShadowClan camp rustle. The dark tabby she-kit/cat watched as Oakpaw padded blindly through the enterance. Thankfully, Foxpaw was paying his attention to his blind brother, so he wouldn't the small cat on the top of the nusury, sunning herslef.
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Post by swifttail on May 11, 2008 23:11:25 GMT -5
Oakpaw's head turned slightly, feeling his brother's hot gaze rake his face, and he rolled his eyes slightly. "Nice to see you, Foxpaw." He lied, "Hows the prey running for you?" The blind tom streched his paws out in front of him, and keened his ears. There was no other sounds besides the breaths of kits.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 12, 2008 19:49:28 GMT -5
Foxpaw nodded, Nicely..., he meowed. Have you seen Bloodkit? he asked, his gaze scanning around the camp that would someday be his.
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Post by swifttail on May 14, 2008 22:36:53 GMT -5
Oakpaw twiched his ears slightly. He knew exzactly where Bloodkit was, "Um, no, sorry Foxpaw. He might have gone out with a couple of other kits and a queen, maybe? I am not sure." Oakpaw said, concealing his lie well, "I think I scented them by the shore when i was- hunting..." He stuttered, not sure if he should have said how far he had went from camp. The tom quickly changed the subject, "Where is everyone? Sleeping?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 15, 2008 19:59:29 GMT -5
Foxdung. Foxpaw hissed. He was getting older, and was ready to be made a warrior...
Bloodkit smiled. There would be no kit taunting for Foxpaw enjoy today.
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Post by swifttail on May 16, 2008 22:18:18 GMT -5
Oakpaw twiched his wiskers in amusement, Knowing his brother, he would play the role of leader. He always didnas a kit, "Have you seen Ghostfire around anywhere? I haven't seen him in awhile." He commented. He hoped that Foxpaw wouldn't mention about his mentor, cottenpelt. Oakpaw has been ovioding the tom-cat because he had promised to train Oakpaw, and, being the kind fool he was, he meekly, very weakly, belived him.
Oakpaw continued, "Where is anyone? What with Darkstar, he is on the firtz-" Oakpaw would have continued, but, he would revile his manytimes to the outside border... where the marker seems stronger, which he did not understand, why would he be strengthening the outside border? Is he afraid of a rouge attack? That is not like Darkstar.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 18, 2008 20:23:26 GMT -5
I don't know where anyone is or was, until you came in here. Foxpaw meowed. He heard a crack over by the nusury. It is just the wind. the russet colored tom thought.
Bloodkit wrinkled her nose. It was getting too warm on top of the nusury. Whlie she was fighting branches to wiggle into the nusury, she heard a crack from the branch below her.
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Post by swifttail on May 21, 2008 0:05:51 GMT -5
Oakpaw flinched, fighting the sudden ergh to look behind him as a twig snapped. He was so bent on keeping Foxpaw here, and not relizeing where the kit was. But, unease rippled through Oakpaws pelt. A mouse wouldn't stray so close, and there is no way the wind would make that sound.
(Okay, I am t6oo lazy to reread our post, so, lets just say at this moment, that Oakpaw is laying down! x3)
Oakpaw sat up, and layed one of his ears back, "They can't all be out hunting. It is possible, and not to mention its isn't smart. Darkstar would know, leaveing the camp so vonerable. And, every cat listons to him! Why would they, if they are doing so, be going outside of camp?" Oakpaw stared at the entrance, his mind whirling faster than the wind with so many possibilities, "Do you think there is something wrong?" The brown tom commented.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 21, 2008 20:34:34 GMT -5
Foxpaw grinned, he was best at sabatoge, and even better at revenge, somthing that the older warriors didn't really notice. Oakpaw, he meowe, I promised Darkstar that I would watch the camp. Now, I have a idea. the fox coloured tom paused, I know that your Cottonpelt has been neglecting your training. If you come with me, I'll teach you to be the best warrior you can be, and how to fight and hunt with scent, not sight. Foxpaw cocked his head inoccintly hoping his brother would accept.
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Post by swifttail on May 22, 2008 0:26:07 GMT -5
Oakpaw hopped up, "You? You would do that for me?" Oakpaw sighed, and chuckled, "Foxpaw, heh, I would be honored." And the fact that an apprentice, steping up to the plate like that? And HITTING? And, also, hitting a home run. Cottenpelt did not even lift a claw past first plate. But, Oakpaw decided to keep that out of the conversation.
Oakpaw was going to ask where Darkstar was, but diddn't want to push his chances of being a warrior aside. Oakpaw knew he diddn't hate his brother, just they way he delt with situations at certain times. Could they, polar oppisites, actually be real brothers? Oapkpaw pushed all ignerent and discrimanateing thoughts against Foxpaw away. He decided in that quick moment, to let things unfold between them.
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 22, 2008 21:50:14 GMT -5
Foxpaw grinned.. The first part of his plan was in motion. Ok he meowed. He wasn't going to make his brother feel like a helpless kit. As you may know, every Clan has their scent. Since your sence of smell is better than mine, try to secent RiverClan.
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Post by swifttail on May 24, 2008 14:04:30 GMT -5
Oakpaw thought for a moment. that takes thought not smell "Thats a simple matter of witch direction RiverClan is." He meowed
What was he playing at? Was there suppose to be a RiverClan cat here? Oakpaw eyed his brother suspishesly, but respectfully answered the question, "I know that their scent is, kind of murky, it is like the taste of mud." Oakpaw paused and continued, "But, there is some stale scent, comeing in on the breese. Probibly from somewhere outside of our border." Oakpaw finished.
Oakpaw reminded himself of that Bloodkit was atill there with them and carefully weaved a question through Foxpaw's ears, "Has there been any WindClan cats here recantly?"
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Post by ¥♥Snowhawk♥¥ on May 24, 2008 21:26:03 GMT -5
Has there been any WindClan cats here recantly? Oakpaw asked.
I don't know? Foxpaw meowed, very feintly scenting the stale scent of the Clan, It might be from the border. I don't think a patrol has passed by recently though.
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Post by swifttail on May 25, 2008 1:18:50 GMT -5
Oakpaw nodded and streched. When was anyone going to be back? He left at dawn...
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