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Post by leafy on Jul 28, 2008 11:50:27 GMT -5
Wreathedmoon sighed as he heard Larkstar's rather angry voice. He realized that the whole argument had been stupid and he had no right to be that mean to Harvestmoon. Wreathedmoon shot a glance over to Harvestmoon and mewed queitly, "Sorry, Harvestmoon. I had no right to fight with you." It was hard for him to say those words, and Wreathedmoon hung his head. The tom met Larkstar's gaze evenly, but a little less boldly than usual. Wreathedmoon decided he'd have to hunt or something like that to make it up to Larkstar and try to befriend Harvestmoon. Or at least try to steer clear from her if the two so obviously quarreled. But, that was the thing, he couldn't. Wreathedmoon couldn't stay away from Harvestmoon, he was attracted to her. |
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jul 28, 2008 19:38:02 GMT -5
What is up with these high ranked butt sniffers? Harvestmoon's face was a dancing, elegant play of innocence, after all, this round it was her turn to play cute, while wicked thoughts were running madly through her conscious. Nag, nag, nag! It's all these prissy fools do! StarClan curst, why is that arrogent fool even deputy? He couldn't lead a clan for th fur on my bristling tail! Not that anyone would mistake any of her glares as friendly, the one she shot at Wreathedmoon was fatally cold, willing the feline under her gaze to freeze up before this very clan. Suddenly, playing sweet again, she slowly swiveled her skull to shoot a harmless glance at Larkstar, a pleasant smile tugging at the corners of her maw. "Well," She murmured, pawing the earth, "Why don't you ask your deputy what's going on here? He seems to think taughting me is.. fun," There was an icy touch to her deep voice. "Anyhow, I didn't even do anything this time Larkstar, I swear it on my mothers grave!" She assured the leader soberly. Harvestmoon's neck nearly cracked softly by the speed she whipped her head around to stare at Wreathedmoon as he suddenly spoke, nearly startled as a rabbit. Suspiciously, her lids inched together, narrowed, her gaze was hard and unforgiving. "Apoligize to Driftingice." The red cat snapped, slapping the ground with finality, she turned to Larkstar once more, "Dearest Larkstar, may I have a word?" |
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Post by cranberry on Jul 31, 2008 21:09:47 GMT -5
The pale she-cat watched, not quite amused, as both her deputy and Harvestmoon scrambled to compose themselves in the presence of authority. She had to admit, she was genuinely impressed by Wreathedmoon's at least somewhat sincere apology, at the very least he was quick to learn from his mistakes and eager to please. Harvestmoon, on the other hand, made her want to gag, as she nearly drowned in her suck-up act, thick with false respect. Yes, she could be a little spacy sometimes, preoccupied maybe, but if the ginger she-cat honestly thought she would fall for that "Dearest Larkstar" nonsense, she had another thing coming. Fixating her frigid blue gaze on the warrior, she replied with an aloof, "May you have a word? Funny, you act like you need my permission to speak. Not exactly typical, I might add. I find it very hard to believe you had no part in this. Instead, I think the both of you will work out whatever kind of problems you might have on a hunting trip." Oh, she knew she would despise her for this, hate her even, but if nobody else would put Harvestmoon in her place, she would. Without the least bit of hesitation. [/blockquote] |
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 1, 2008 9:33:19 GMT -5
Screechpaw had picked up the pace, ears pricked, eager to find Fallenleaves. She spotted the group of cats of to the side still, though not quarreling this time. She realized she must not have been gone long. Not knowing who to ask she causiously approached the group of cats, and sat down. After a few swift licks of her fur she spat out "Excuse me... Have any of you seen FallenLeaves?" Her voice cracked with nervousness knowing she was probably interupting something important, seeing as she just spotted Larkstar standing a few steps away.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Aug 1, 2008 10:16:05 GMT -5
Crypticstreak chuckled lightly. "Harvestmoon and Wreathedmoon are arguing again." He told Gingerskies with a chuckle as she lent on him. He was a little irritated that the she-cat had interrupted his conversation with Sapphireshard, but he didn't like to show it. His whisker's twitched with interest as Larkstar cut in. He chuckled again to himself, Larkstar was brilliant, that would certainly give Harvestmoon a rude awakening. He felt like jeering as Harvestmoon, that served her right, but he would not while Larkstar was around. He kept his fangs on his tongue to keep it from saying something witty and getting himself into any trouble, it would be more fun to taunt them later if he wasn't in trouble too. He looked around as he heard a voice coming from behind him. "No sorry, but she might have been needed had Larkstar not stepped in." He meowed with another chuckle. |
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 1, 2008 13:47:32 GMT -5
Screechpaw's eyes grew wide with worry. No medicine cat and some warriors and apprentices might be injured! Starclan why are you testing me like this? WHY!? She cleared her eyes before anyone could ask why she looked so scared and decided to tell them anyway before anyone forced information out of her. "Well she might be needed NOW! I heard a commotion when I was out looking for herbs and it almost sounded like a couple border patrols got into a little tussle." She blurted out before thinking how angry/worried Larkstar might get.
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Post by cranberry on Aug 2, 2008 12:00:19 GMT -5
Larkstar's ears flicked as tiny paws pattered into camp, and she immediately picked up the medicine cat apprentice Screechpaw's scent. She listened with genuine interest as she chatted with Crypticstreak, frantically clamoring for Fallenleaf. She turned to face Harvestmoon and her deputy once more, and, her voice still cold and harsh, advised, "I suggest you honor my request and get going, before I have to lay eyes on either of you again." With a lengthy sigh, she maneuvered around and padded daintily to Screechpaw's side. Great StarClan, will I ever get a moment of peace today?"What's going on, Screechpaw? You're sure there's a scuffle, or are you just imagining things? I'm sure Fallenleaf is busy in her den." [/blockquote] |
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 2, 2008 18:02:48 GMT -5
Screechpaw gazed up at Larkstar, eyes even wider now. Then she hung her head embarrassed. "I'm not positive but it sure sounded like it. I just want to be ready in-case something did happen... You know... Don't want any cats to have an infected wound if something were come along. Sorry if I worried you with a possible false alarm, I'm just concerned about the well being of the clan. That's all." Then she cautiously looked up to see her leaders reaction.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Aug 4, 2008 4:50:20 GMT -5
Crypticstreak's ears pricked when she started saying something about a Commotion, Screechpaw was always hard to keep up with. He layed his tail comfortingly across her shoulders for a few brief seconds then took it back again. He listened in interest when Larkstar joined them. It may have been a false alarm, but it was better to be save than sorry, was it not? Was it so hard just to check everything was ok. "I have nothing to do now, I could take someone and go and check it out." He meowed to Larkstar. She didn't look too happy about being notified of a possible commotion, but what leader would? |
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 9, 2008 19:42:34 GMT -5
Screechpaw flinched as she felt something touch her shoulder, then was suddenly ashamed that she may have caused a big commotion over nothing. Hanging her head as she heard a patrol might be sent out at her possible trick of the mind. "Sorry, again, about worrying all of you. I might have just over-reacted, I tend to do that a lot. Sorry." She peered around at all of the cats that were now looking at, they were probably wondering why she freaked out than apologized. She started to suddenly feel light headed realizing that the run here in combination with her screaming made her extremely out of breath, and add in the burning gazes her mind couldn't handle it. Screechpaw collapsed on the spot and everything went black.
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Post by MiNTY♥ on Aug 10, 2008 17:27:38 GMT -5
Crypicstreak leaped back in surprise as the apprentice fell at his paws. He let out a gentle hiss. He looked to Larkstar then to the cats around him. snatching the fallen she-cat up by the scruff, he dragged her effortlessly to the medicine cats den, where there was no medicine cat. He let out an irritated hiss of annoyance as he layed the she-cats head down on a pillow of warm moss bedding. He left the den with narrowed eyes and padded over to Larkstar. "She isn't there." He meowed, meaning the clan's medicine cat. |
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 10, 2008 20:26:30 GMT -5
Screechpaw felt moss underneath her head and the wonderful aroma of herbs waft around her.Confused about how she got here, she went to stand up to see how late it was and what had happened when she was knocked out, then the familiar light-headed rush came back. Terrified she struggle to hold onto consciousness but then everything fizzled black again and she collapsed once more.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Aug 10, 2008 20:44:21 GMT -5
Harvestmoon couln't help it, she snarled. It was an embarrasingly loud, specifically angry snarl, ripping itself from her thraot violently, soaring into Larkstar's ears. "I will not be cowed by you, Larkstar! Get your head out of the clouds, decide who you are, and quit treating the rest of your clan like dirt. You aren't Tearstar, this isn't TempestClan, so try having a little noblity, and quit being so proud, I'm so tired of it. StarClan forbid, you act like you don't even care Honeypaw left, and why on earth should I apoligize to him? I did nothing wrong," By now, Harvestmoon felt an eerie coldness sweep down her spine, like she had plunged into a deep mountain brook, it was swallowing her now, and it glinted in her eyes as she fought to keep from screaming and running off like an angry kitten, oh no, she was above that, even if Larkstar wasn't. Eyes were now narrowed, steely green lights blazing.
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Post by mizuinu on Aug 11, 2008 10:55:16 GMT -5
Shadowedpaw jolted awake with the sound of distressed cats flooding in from the camp area followed by a light thud from the medicine cat den. She slowly crept toward the medicine cat den not knowing what to expect and found poor Screechpaw passed out on a pile of moss, with the smell of fear still on her. She let her cover slip for once because she felt as though the helpless medicine cat apprentice was like her little sister.
Racing out into the clearing, she spotted her mentor Sapphireshard. She skidded to a halt in front of her and managed to pant out her thoughts. "What in Starclan's name is going on Sapphireshard? I fall asleep for 2 seconds just to wake up to screaming cats and Screechpaw passed out." She stared at her mentor with her manipulating gaze pleading for answers.
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Post by cloudy on Aug 11, 2008 13:59:28 GMT -5
Sapphireshard blinked, shaking her head slightly to rouse herself from her thoughts. Her apprentice had just sprinted up to her and asked what was going on. But the mottled she-cat had been dozing off in a corner of the camp, and she had not heard anything that had been going on. She remembered Crypticstreak talking to her, but she hadn't said anything. She hoped he hadn't been offended. Padding up to him she asked quietly, "What's going on? Why did Screechpaw pass out?" With a brief look behind her Sapphireshard checked to see if Shadowedpaw was listening.
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