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Post by Moony~! on Sept 1, 2008 6:54:21 GMT -8
Quaintpaw's reply that I've put off for SO LONG coming soon.
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Post by Moony~! on Sept 1, 2008 7:51:15 GMT -8
Slowly the tension built up as more resentful glares of hate reached her. She could feel the younger cats trembling with something that was similar to doubt, perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to follow this kit. It might be a trap. Narrowing her eyes she sent a hiss of defiance at any cats that dared approach her. Pawstep by pawstep she proceeded through the camp, following the questionable kitten. This kitten could be leading her toward her goal, or she could be leading her toward her death. The chances looked grim that she was being led toward her goal, as it seemed this kit was leading her toward a dark hole at the far end of the camp. Perhaps there was an ambush waiting for her inside… what she was doing was against all that she had been taught as a youngster. She acknowledged that, still. There was a chance that she could be padding right on toward her goal.
Her head and tail held high she continued forward, her mind flying with thoughts that concerned her well being. Then suddenly, the kit came to an abrupt stop and the others followed as a result. Fern, naturally being at the back of the line, wondered what was taking so long. Why had they stopped? Was there a problem? Glancing past the other cats she could see nothing that would cause this delay. So… what was it? Before she could come up with some Twotail (hehe… I like that term) of a story the group of cats continued, soon entering the darkness of the cave.
Though their procession was indeed slow, Fern was slightly grateful. For as soon as she entered the cave the atmosphere suddenly changed from hostility, to a very, very strong feeling of loathing. When they proceeded farther into the cave the feeling grew stronger and stronger, until a cat padded past her almost causing her to fall to her knees. (What else am I supposed to say!? XD) Then that feeling disappeared. Still unable to see anything she could hear a faint squeal of, “Quaintpaw!” Then slowly, the cats began to spread and her eyes opened wide at the sight. All around her were herbs and a few cats too. Blinking slightly she wondered if this was what made a clan so strong was it’s medical advantages. But it was easily swept away by the fact that one of the middle-aged cats hurried toward one of the kits on the far end of the den.
Then there were two sleeping cats, a cat busily working with herbs, and a cat next to the kit she had followed along with the cats she had accompanied on the journey. She guessed that the cat next to the kit, was Quaintpaw. Just looking at him sent chills up her spine. But then as she heard the cat named Quaintpaw speak her whole body froze, as if a cool blast of wind and snow mixed together had suddenly attacked her. She swiveled her ears toward him only catching a few words. “Sorry… Pinekit… I need to speak… her.” She turned her head to face the tom once again, to see him staring straight at her.
She tried to take a step back, but she was still frozen to the spot. The tom nudged the kit, Pinekit she had heard him say, toward the injured kit, Pumpkinkit she presumed, then started padding toward herself. She only managed to step back a kitstep before he reached her and meowed lowly. “Who are you?” Startled by the question, she shook her head. She had expected some hostility in her voice, or curiosity… or maybe wonder. But there was nothing. Not a single bit of emotion. But before she was able to answer a fearful and truly emotion filled question rang through the air. The poor kit. Something was wrong with her, and she guessed that this other tom kit was worried sick about her too. For he asked a surely pain bringing question.
“Will she live?”
Fern couldn’t even guess what he was going through for he seemed greatly distressed. She dipped her head to the side in wonder, the bonds inside a clan truly were strong. Her stomach gave a lurch though, as the she-cat who was silent until then replied sadly. “Flamekit… I really don’t know. I’ve never seen this before. Ever. I really don’t think.. anyone has.” Then without any further adieu she got to her paws and meowed loudly. “Everyone uninjured, out.” Fern slowly padded outside leaving the records of the story in Quaintpaw’s mind.
As everyone slowly left Quaintpaw was left by the she-cat. She seemed familiar.. he didn’t know why. Perhaps he had come across her in the woods before, without knowing it. Scrambling to his paws he turned to look after her, but she was gone. He turned around to face Pinekit, but only for a moment before Giliapaw interrupted testily. “Quaintpaw, that means you too.” Without another word he dipped his head and left just as the sun went down.
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Post by ADMIN~! on Sept 1, 2008 11:42:12 GMT -8
Sadness D:
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Post by Moony~! on Sept 4, 2008 13:58:50 GMT -8
Why sadness? D=
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Post by ADMIN~! on Sept 4, 2008 20:49:22 GMT -8
Because Pinekit was just totally rejected. xD Not really. Flamekit... is just D:
What would be a good name for Flamepaw? I was originally going to name him Flamefisher, but that wouldn't work since it's not warriors and he isn't a mischief maker anymore. So I thought maybe Flametail, but I don't like that. I kinda want to name him LIttlehawk, but that would mean changing his entire name xD
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Post by Moony~! on Sept 6, 2008 16:55:05 GMT -8
And I think you should stick with Flame, or maybe make him Littlehawk later on or something =|
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Post by ADMIN~! on Sept 6, 2008 18:07:35 GMT -8
Well, I'm still lost for a name. D:
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Post by Moony~! on Sept 6, 2008 18:52:47 GMT -8
*giggles*
How about... Flamefumes!!!!
Or... Flamekat!
Flamerz!
Flameweaver...
Flamefoot
Flametail
Flameflight
Flamestorm
Flamefeather
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Post by ADMIN~! on Sept 6, 2008 22:42:11 GMT -8
Flamefumes! YUSH. xD
Actually, I like Flameweaver. Kinda hard to type, but sounds nice. -ponders-
Flamedance
Flamewind
Flamecall
Flameshadow
Flamewhisper
Flame...
Actually, I'm just going to post this in the character help section. xP
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Post by Moony~! on Sept 7, 2008 4:33:33 GMT -8
xD
I'll be right there =3
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