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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jan 11, 2009 13:52:52 GMT -5
CelestialClan is stationed on a lush forest at a steep slant, therefor, the camp is quite slanted too. Because such an angel would be difficult to be casually living upon, most dens and social areas are in tunnels, dug out by the first CelestialClan inhabitants. The leader calls their meetings upon a small stone before a large dip in the ground, where the clan settles to listen.
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Post by raid on Jan 15, 2009 18:32:22 GMT -5
The small she-cat skittered across the camp and into the warrior's den. She wasn't the prettiest she-cat. A simple white fur and faded amber eyes. Though once and awhile there was a spark in them that brought them back to life. Smiling softly the she-cat curled herself up in the den, stuffing her nose under her tail. The dark of night had come and she was the last to make it inside the den. Drifting to sleep she found herself awake once more. Sighing at the fact that she couldn't sleep, she rose and quietly made her way outside. The moon shone brightly, illuminating her pelt and making her look quite angelic. Her movements were beautiful, graceful, poetry in motion.
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Post by meta on Jan 15, 2009 18:43:57 GMT -5
Coalfur was just settling into his nest when Pearlmoon burst into the den. He chuckled softly, as not to let her hear. Once she was settled the black warrior curled up and drifted into sleep.
Shortly after Coalfur was jerked into wakefulness by the sound of the someone leaving the warriors den. He recognized the white tail of Pealmoon. What's she doing up? The black tom stretched, rising to his paw. He followed the she-cat quietly outside.
The moon was bright in the clearing, and he could see it on Pearlmoon's pelt. It seemed to dance and sparkle off of her white fur. Coalfur padded silently up beside her, not making a sound, and flicked her flank with his tail in greeting.
"Hi there. Can't sleep?"
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 18:44:12 GMT -5
Four large stirped paws dragged their way out of the apprentices den. Wide green eyes blinked sleepily, and large slightly spotted triangular ears were pricked elegantly. Lovely long, white whiskers twitched, as this apprentice's senses began to warm up, and he began to wake up. Falconpaw stretched gracefully, narrowing his eyes in pleasure, and finishing off by arching his back elegantly, his tail-tip swaying happily.
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Post by cranberry on Jan 15, 2009 19:09:49 GMT -5
"Mmmmrf." A low grunt came from the apprenctices' den as a rust-colored tabby tossed and turned, flopping around and scattering clumps of moss. Long, slender legs twitched lazily and gradually, her lips curled up in an enormous grin. "Flickerfate? That's a lovely name..lovely..no, no, you're too kind..." the apprentice mumbled, pulling her paws into a more comfortable position quite contently. With the ease that only a CelestialClan cat could enjoy, her eyelids fluttered open, revealing frosty mint green lights. "Morning already, huh?" she cocked her head slowly, coughing as she inhaled a breath of dust.
Gingerly Flickerpaw planted her paws on the tunnel floors and heaved herself up, followed by a massive yawn and a dramatic stretch, striped legs sprawled out and tiny ivory claws flexing. She swiveled her neck around, squinting in the dim light and spotted Falconpaw. With a playful smile she loped over and leaned in near his eardrums. "Hey." [/blockquote] |
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 19:15:59 GMT -5
His ear twitched awkwardly, and he spun around gracefully, smiling. "Good morning to you too," he chuckled lightly, his green orbs bright. His tail twitched happily, as he looked at Flickerpaw. "I thought you'd never get up," Falconpaw groaned dramatically, rolling his eyes. He then chuckled. "You could probably tell, I only just got up a few moments ago, but I know you got up, because you can't possibly stand to be away from me," he joked, laughing quietly.
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Post by raid on Jan 15, 2009 19:23:07 GMT -5
Pearlmoon looked up at the now disappearing moon. It would be morning soon enough though she hated that time of the day. Sighing she heard words spoken to her.White bodice turned elegantly to allow her eyes to catch the figure of Coalfur. Smiling softly as he approached, she spoke a few words of her own. "No I can't sleep. Never have been one to stay in one spot for long anyways. " She smiled softly and heard a few cats somewhere within the camp. Finally spotting Falconpaw and Flickerpaw she smiled. They seemed close to each other, close enough that she could only imagine what their kits might look like. Laughing at the thought she knew Coalfur must think she was crazy.
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Post by cranberry on Jan 15, 2009 19:36:29 GMT -5
Once the tabby tom had pivoted around to face her, she recoiled, hiding a slightly sheepish grin. As satisfying as messing with her clanmates was, she...well, Falconpaw was actually a bit handsome. Whoa. Flickerpaw's ears shot up and her smile faded momentarily as thoughts whirled around in her mind like a hurricane. Did I actually just catch myself thinking that? Haha. She abruptly realized she had been completely zoning out while the other apprentice was talking, just barely catching the tail end of his comment, something like "....can't possibly stand to be away from me."
She raised an eyebrow quizically, letting a tiny giggle slip from her maw while she thought of a retort. "Oh yeah. Definitely, and it just helps that you're here sitting like a bump on a log in the tunnel entrance. Must not have anything to do with it." Her brain was still buzzing as she stared into his bright green lights curiously. [/blockquote] |
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 15, 2009 19:43:20 GMT -5
Falconpaw couldn't help but let out a long, quiet laugh. "I give you props, that is true, but I kinda look like a log, fat...brown..I don't believe logs are that appealing, are they?" he chuckled dramatically, finding it easy to talk this morning. His green orbs danced brightly in the morning sun, and he grinned. "We should go hunting today, or something," he meowed, chuckling happily. He was reviewing what he said earlier, and almost laughed again. "I was st-" he cut himself off. Good. He didn't do it this time. Didn't speak out what was going through his mind.
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Post by meta on Jan 15, 2009 20:02:26 GMT -5
Coalfur chuckled at Pearlmoon. It was true, she really couldn't sit still.
"Yeah, I noticed..." He laughed slightly, but stopped when he heard her laugh also. Coalfur looked at Pearlmoon quizzically. He followed her gaze to the two apprentices. Ah... That's what's funny.
"They're very cute together, eh?"
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Post by raid on Jan 17, 2009 10:19:19 GMT -5
Hearing his words, Pearlmoon laughed slightly. Her nimble and thin body shaking as she did so. "Yes they are...I think we'll expect kits out of those two one day." Her voice was soft as she eyed the disappearing moon and the soft glow of the sun breaking over the hills. Her eyes wandered around after that, finally settling on Coalfur. Handsome tom, a friend if anything.
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Post by cranberry on Jan 18, 2009 16:15:53 GMT -5
Feigning mock horror as Falconpaw referred to himself as a fat, brown log, Flickerpaw quickly reached in and cuffed him on the ear, withdrawing slowly as her lips curled into a tiny grin. "Don't call yourself fat! I think you're pretty good look-- I mean, like, not ugly. You know. Average, what was that word you used? Appealing, or--" she cut herself off, feeling herself grow red hot and her ears pinned down against her skull. Oops. She was too free with her words, tripping over a simple conversation. Hopefully Falconpaw wouldn't notice...who was she kidding? Hopefully he wouldn't care, anyways.
Swiftly she turned away, ashamed to face him directly at least for the moment, and dragged herself into the main tunnel. But she couldn't let this opportunity pass her by. "Hunting sounds...nice. I can always train later, and the clan could use prey."she purred, daring to glance over her shoulder at the tabby tom. Wonder if he feels the same way? [/blockquote] |
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Post by cedarclaw on Jan 18, 2009 16:28:22 GMT -5
Falconpaw smirked as he was cuffed on the ear. His expression didn't quite change when she called him - well - accidentally called him good looking, but something inside him seemed to change. He smiled, and made himself roll his eyes. "Good looking, eh?" he chuckled lightly, smiling gently. "Well, you're not too bad yourself, if I'm just average, you've gotta be super...average," he meowed. He then looked down at his paws, resisting to chuckle at himself for his stupid choice of words.
Super Average? Falconpaw, you can do much better than that! Something in the toms head shouted at him. It almost made him want to cringe, but he stood strong, and continued to let his sarcastic smile cross his face once more. "Hunting it is," he meowed. "If we go hunting, then we can train together later, maybe," he suggested.
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Post by LYNX ♥ on Jan 18, 2009 16:35:52 GMT -5
b r e a k i n g d a w n - - - [ <3 ]
A soft, faint moan trembled in her throat, her lips pursing slightly to emit the weary sound, though clearly, from her peacefully rising and descending sides, she was sleeping, one could sense disturbance in her unconscious state. Out flashed both forelegs, giving a showy display of frantic flailing, claws unshealthed. Fortunately, the warrior's den was cleared out for the most part, and all she could possibly thrash at was earth, air, and moss. "Nnno!" Her murmured, flopping over as dreams flashed vividly beneathed her eyelids, where her eyes could be seen dancing wildly. But suddenly her rich brown pelt was lit with a warm flame, turning into a rich sepia shade, dashed with glinting ebony streaks, and the dawntime sunlight pierced her eyelids, forcing them open a crack, to glare out of the tunnel's entrance. Instantly her pupils flared wide, revealing only a sliver of brilliant golden around the perimeter of her large, feminine eyes. Maybe today would be different. Maybe today she would wake up to find the brilliant yet eerie silver-blue coat of Ghoststar wandering around camp as usual, but deep within Breakingdawn's heart, she knew she would never see such a for granted thing again. Now there lay the vividly patched, fluffy coat, of the new one. Vividstar. No doubt she would not lead like Ghoststar did. Nor would she communicate with her clan as did Ghoststar. Screwing her eyes shut, Breakingdawn buried her face between her curled forepaws, but resistance against the sun's powerful rays was futile, and soon her head popped back up, though this time her body slowly raised too. Long legs enabled her spine to scrape softly against the den roof, and ears bend slightly under it's pressure. Blinking several times, Breakingdawn cleared away the morning cloudiness that masked her clear gaze, and took several effortless, though stumbling, gaits out into the full, ruthless morning light. Instantly, her gaze landed on two apprentices, mind filtering all jumbled thoughts to recognize that is was Lightningstrike's daughter and the tom apprentice Falconpaw. Probably up to no good, she snorted softly. Wherever Winterpaw was, she ought to make herself known, for Breakingdawn did not want to disregard her duties as a mentor. But still, she felt no yearning to teach anyone. Not today. Maybe never. A gentle cloud of air rushed from her mouth as a slight sigh as she glided across camp to seat her slim form somewhere near the fresh-kill pile to watch camp's chaotic bustle, though, it took only a moment before boredom watched over her quiet thoughts, and, rising once more, the pretty tabby trotted out of camp, not caring if anyone saw her or not.
[BREAKDOWN IN 3.
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BREAKiNGDAWN TO TERRiTORY]
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Post by cranberry on Jan 18, 2009 16:57:40 GMT -5
She blushed a bit as Falconpaw acknowledged her slip-up, but she composed herself quickly, not wanting to come off as just another one of those ditzy she-cats. She admired the way he kept his cool, always the same charming, witty attitude. All the same, he was nearly impossible to read, a little mysterious, even, keeping a sarcastic mask plastered on those handsome features.
Abruptly however, Flickerpaw's tailtip curled, and a euphoric feeling bubbled up inside of her. Super average! How cute, she decided with a grin, watching Falconpaw's dancing green lights and definitely feeling their affectionate glow. Still quite amused, she shook her head and padded farther along. I am way too young for this stuff. But how could she be? It was nearly ridiculous how happy she felt. "Come on then. The prey isn't going to wait for us." she teased.
Her grin faded, however, as slowly the knowledge of Ghoststar's death penetrated her lovesick daze. How could she have forgotten?...The leader of CelestialClan was Vividstar now, not Ghoststar. "All apprentices outside the camp should be accompanied by a warrior."...the one warning in particular popped into her head. She bit her lip. The last thing she wanted right now was to be cooped up in camp, or under the scrutiny of a chaperone. "Er, Falconpaw? You know, I don't think we're suppposed to be out alone...should we go anyways?" She didn't know if Falconpaw would go for that. Normally, breaking the rules would be out of the question, but... Her eyelids slid shut, and she exhaled slowly, feeling butterflies fluttering in her stomach. [/blockquote] |
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