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Post by Redwhisker on Jan 27, 2013 22:27:16 GMT -5
It was a pretty nice day to be out and about. A beautiful white she-cat walked along the path until she came to sunningrocks. Now this is the spot she thought. She sat there for a while and thought about everything that had happened. Spiritclan getting a new leader and so on. Why was it hard for her to find a mate? she had one before but he dissapeared. She sighed and started to clean her paw. Why is there nothing to do in this clan? She said and pushed a pebble into the river.
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Post by Birdstar on Jan 27, 2013 22:35:09 GMT -5
A gentle breeze rolled along tugging at the water, pulling ripples along the glassy surface and breaking the still-picture moment captured in the reflection. The song of birds rang out from the forests beyond the borders, it was a sad song, but a song nontheless that proclaimed that life was returning and Newleaf was clearly on it's way. A gentle splashing sounded along with the slightly slippery movement of pebbles shifting from the weight of an animal, most likely a cat of Spiritclan. Pulling a small paw from the river, a silver tabby she-cat hooked a small fish from the current of the water below. Her claws flattened into the scales of said prey before her ears fanned over her head and listen intently, the only sound was the bubbling of the water at her paws.
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Post by Redwhisker on Jan 27, 2013 22:49:40 GMT -5
Snowheart laid there not caring if it was another cat from one of the other clans wanting to spy. She had that happen once to her and she didn't know what to do because they weren't on Spiritclan territory. She tried to let her mind go to ease but couldn't because she wanted to feel loved. Loved by a mate, but did she have one? no. That was the one thing that was dragging her down into sadness.
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Post by Birdstar on Jan 27, 2013 23:01:03 GMT -5
The Spiritclan she-cat lifted her head, her ears fanned over her head to catch in diffrent sounds. The grazing sun brightened the silver on her pelt, making it shimmer brightly. With a quick sniff, she picked up the couple of fish that lay at her small, nimble paws before trotting over to the stones. "You sound depressed." Her mew was muffled by the fish in her jaws, but it was soft and gentle. With a quick leap she landed a bit away from the other she-cat. "Want a fish?"
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Post by Redwhisker on Jan 28, 2013 14:32:51 GMT -5
When Snowheart herd someone behind her she didn't act surprised or anything. She just laid there. Then she knew who it was, Desertrose. Yeah I have been lately because no male in this clan wants me. She said with a sigh. She turned and faced Desertrose and smiled. Sure, you know what Desertrose, You're always there to cheer me up. She said. She grabbed the fish with her paw and started to take small bites. This is my favorite spot because it's just so quiet and relaxing. She said
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Post by Birdstar on Jan 30, 2013 19:55:19 GMT -5
The blind silver tabby sat down and curled her long, thin tail around her small paws. She didn't come out of the caves much, since the clan didn't think a blind cat could take care of herself, but she had ways of sneaking out and she enjoyed this place, the warmth of the sun and the soft echo of the river. Her ears fanned out accross her head as she listened to diffrent noises of the wild as well as listening to the she-cat besides her. "You'll find someone. If not in Spiritclan, then maybe in Galeclan?" She tipped her head to the side, Spiritclan and Galeclan were the only two clans who encouraged mating between them. Desertrose's own sister, Beachflower, was a Galeclan cat herself.
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Post by Redwhisker on Jan 31, 2013 16:48:28 GMT -5
Snowheart sighed and nodded at what Desertrose said. It was true about the two clans. You always know what to say She said with a smile and leaned into her friend. So what are your plans today? She asked her. There was really nothing to do in this clan but hunt and boarder patrols.
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Post by Birdstar on Jan 31, 2013 18:38:42 GMT -5
Desertrose felt the other she-cat lean against her, her long thin tail curled around her small paws as she remained seated. Her blind blue eyes stared out into the vast land of Spiritclan, although all she could see was darkness. She tipped her head to the side to think about the question that Snowheart asked, she didn't really do much outside of the Galeclan caves, so she didn't know the territory as well. "I'm not sure..." She responded, her ears flicked as she heard movement on the Spiritclan side of the river.
A sleek, sandy brown she-cat the same size as Desertrose slipped towards the river, her small paws quite and quick as her purple eyes caught sight of the two cats. With ease, the small she-cat heaved herself over a small portion of the flowing river and clambered up the sunstones. "Hello Desertrose." The she-cat purred, her voice deeper than her silver tabby sister's voice.
Desertrose's ears pricked in happyness as she heard her sister's voice and smelt her warm, soothing scent. "Beachflower!" She purred.
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Post by Redwhisker on Feb 4, 2013 14:06:02 GMT -5
It's okay if your not sure, if you want to do something, anything, I'll help you if you need it. It's good to get out of that cave once in a while. Snowheart said. She then smelt something different in the air. Galeclan, at least it isn't one of the other clans. she thought. It was nice having two clans together. Why hello, Beachflower, How are you on this wonderful day? she asked. It was nice to have Beachflower check up on her sister when she had free time.
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Post by Birdstar on Feb 4, 2013 22:22:10 GMT -5
Beachflower flicked her long, thin tail before she anwsered. "Not much, just finished hunting for the clan. How is the prey running around here and underground?" She asked, her purple eyes bright and exotic looking as she looked around, ears fanned over her head to listen to the sounds around, confidence streaming off her in waves.
Desertrose seemed to sit up taller, as if to impress her sister, though she had no need to. The blind silver tabby she-cat tilted her head to the side, listening as her sister spoke with a calm, confidence voice that gave a shock of confidence to herself. "The bats in the cave are running well at the moment." She purred.
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