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Post by streakleaf on Feb 6, 2007 18:11:08 GMT -5
Ahh, the sweet satisfaction of dry moss...wait...this moss is wet...Ok... "Ack!" Streakstar hissed. "Any apprentices out there?"
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Post by Nightstream~Icefur~Softstone on Feb 6, 2007 18:25:13 GMT -5
Nightpaw did not wait for the leader to tell her to come in. Running in she stopped in her tracks. "Are you all right?" She asked wishing she could get on with her training but wanting to get on the leaders good side for future reasons.
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Post by streakleaf on Feb 7, 2007 15:38:31 GMT -5
"Thank-you young one, my moss is wet; so may you get me some more please?" Streakstar asked, noticing the apprentice's look of anxiousness.
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Post by Nightstream~Icefur~Softstone on Feb 7, 2007 17:14:25 GMT -5
"Yes, I'll go get some, be right back." Nightpaw's excitment level rose and she ran out the door to find some moss, dry moss.
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Post by Nightstream~Icefur~Softstone on Feb 7, 2007 17:21:13 GMT -5
Nightpaw came in setting the dry moss down, she took the wet moss and trew it outside the den. Placing the dry one in its place. Out of breathe Nightpaw managed to ask, "Any thing eles?"
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Post by Swanstar on Feb 8, 2007 5:34:24 GMT -5
Poppytail paused to stretch her lean ginger-and-white shape across the gleaming cover of newly fallen snow. She felt the tussocks of tough leaf-bare grass just at the tips of her white claws and yawned deeply. The snowfall had stopped for now, but she knew it would come again; it was simply the lull in the storm. Poppytail had never felt more exposed. Her bright orange patches stood out as fallen oak leaves over a carpet of pure white. And it was so cold! Her short coat never got as nice and fluffy as other cats’ winter coats. Grumbling as the chill winds of the plain finally soaked through, she picked herself up and kept on.
It took only a couple of bounds with her strong, thin legs—typical of a WindClan cat—to make it to her leader’s den. She paused at the entrance of the den to let the sweet scent and warmth blow over her. Then, she stuck her head beyond a little ball of gorse and opened her mouth to mew a greeting when another scent struck the roof of her mouth. “Streakstar!” she managed. “Are you busy? I wanted to ask if I should take anyone out hunting.”
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Post by streakleaf on Feb 8, 2007 16:07:11 GMT -5
"Poppytail!" Streakstar said. "You may take another warrior and go on a hunting expedition with Nightpaw; test her; it will be a good experience!"
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Post by Nightstream~Icefur~Softstone on Feb 8, 2007 17:28:31 GMT -5
Nighpaw's eyes widened. Her first day as an apprentice and she was going hunting! She glowed with excitment. She looked at Poppytail. She meowed, "Hi Poppytail! Bad weather, can't wait untill new leaf, you?" She noticed Poppytail's fur was shorter then hers. They both were orange witch Nightpaw hoped would cheer her up, even if Nightpaw's grew. She never really waited for a reply before the excitment of a kit playing in the new snow took over. "Lets go hunt those unexpecting rabbits!" Nighpaw was out of breathe and sitting. Untill she jumped up, hairs on end, as she raced out of the den. But, not with out nodding a "good bye" to her leader.
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Post by streakleaf on Feb 9, 2007 15:41:40 GMT -5
Streakstar smiled. Ahh, nice moss; and a very happy apprentice!
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Post by Nightstream~Icefur~Softstone on Feb 9, 2007 17:44:06 GMT -5
Nightpaw poked her head in. "Poppytail, let's go to the medow. I have a feeling there might be good hunting there!" OOC: *winks at streakleaf* read your post lol IC: Nightpaw ran out to ask her mentor if they can go hunt in the medow.
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Post by streakleaf on Feb 12, 2007 15:24:34 GMT -5
Ooc. (ha ha ;D ) Ic. Streakstar stood up and stalked towards the warriors den.
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