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Post by Destiny on Jul 31, 2009 12:41:19 GMT -5
The lanky she-cat shouldered her way through thick brambles, performing this feat easily silently, due to long moons of practice. She pushed through without snagging too much of her fur and dropped to a crouch on the other side, her shimmering silver fur looking somewhat like dew, clinging onto spiderwebs in the twilight gleam. Simply freezing in the crouch, she narrowed her eyes to tiny slits, concentrating on the prey scents - and sounds.
Upon hearing the scrabbling of a mouse nearby, she used her abnormally long legs to spring off, looking foxlike as she pushed herself more up in the air than in any particular direction, twisting midair to face the opposite direction, landing just behind of where she was sitting, crushing the mouse's neck, and springing off instantly again to lunge into a bramblebush, where a foolish blackbird had been quietly foraging hoping she hadn't seen it.
Grabbing the two broken bodies, Eternalblossom returned the way she had come, shouldering her way to the edge of the brambles and dropping them in a small hollow beneath a particularly prickly, but sparse bush. She nodded to a passing warrior and meowed "I'd like all caught prey to be stored here. That way everyone knows where it is for when they go back. Pass the message on, please." Before turning to return to her hunting.
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Post by » Sacrifice on Aug 3, 2009 20:02:39 GMT -5
A flash of red and white, and the cold laughter of a rogue. A pair of blazing red eyes, fox tails away from where the deputy of CresentClan was hunting, was delivering something that belonged to a clan, but not to this clan. Rather, it was a kit of Havoccrypt and Depthvision of PewterClan, who had just happened to be born in the wrong place at the wrong time. And now, the litter was going to be strewn all over the clans, never again to meet with their actual parents, or other siblings. They were going to be raised blind to who, and what, they really were.
"Revenge. They think them to be dead, and these shall be blind to who they are. Does it get much better?"
Giving a cold laugh, the crimson and white rogue Sacrifice dropped one of the squirming items at the border, before dashing away before Eternalblossom had a chance to capture him. He had another bundle to deliver. He had dropped the one that was marked odd, a black with deep grey interlacing curls basically, and various, and very strange, symbols on his chest and throughout his pelt. A brief glimse of his eyes had revealed a light tan color. He was odd looking, and with any luck, would be picked up here.
Or maybe he would die, on an island. He may be found, or he may not be. Even then, there might not even be a queen to take in the kit. It was such a good plan, with death possible for the kit. It was time he hit MapleClan though, and dropped of the last squirming and annoying kit. He was done with them; Sacrifice disliked the young, especially when they were at this age. So weak and helpless to everything.
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Post by *Sinister*Dreams* on Aug 3, 2009 23:09:43 GMT -5
Another cat had been hunting with the deputy, eyes suddenly shocked. Was that a...?
Rogue. In. CrescentClan.
Being Steadfast, he was automatically alotted the right to freak out with rage, and at first he took off in persuit, before realizing that the rogue had simply dropped off something...A bundle. Steadfast prayed to StarClan it wasn't one of those two-leg explosives they called bombs. He'd heard nasty rumors about those.
"Holly em gee, that's a kit! OH MY GOSH! ETERNALBLOSSOM! A KIT!"
He squealed, dashing over immediatly to check it out. He scooped the squirming...thing into his jaws, not waiting for the deputy as he raced back off to camp.
Icefire would have a hayday. She was going to have kits soon anyways, may as well throw one in early.
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Post by Moonlight on Aug 4, 2009 19:29:04 GMT -5
Songpaw was stalking a rabbit when Steadfast ran off. She chased after the rabbit but then stopped as she tripped over her own feet. She sat down and walked back kicking a pebble as she grumbled. She had that rabbit. Songpaw looked as Steadfast ran off......... She tilted her head. Was that a kit!!!!
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Post by Destiny on Aug 9, 2009 13:16:32 GMT -5
Eternalblossom had stiffened as she heard a twig snap, and melled an unfamiliar scent. One that bore no clan-scent. Rogue! She stiffened, hackles instinctively raising as she searched for the so far unseen threat. There didn't seem to be - wait, there!
White, among the greens and browns. And - crimson? And, so close, too. She was surprised that a foreign cat had managed to creep so close to her unnoticed, but then again, she hadn't been looking, had she? She stood stock still, staring at him in surprise. It was this that saved him. He dropped a bundle, mumbling something incoherent, and darted away, mobilising her into action; she leapt off after him, slightly ahead of Steadfast, persuing as fast as her long legs could take her.
Sprinting as fast as she could, she heard her companion skid to a halt and yowl something about... a kit? Was that what Sacrifice had left behind? The deputy craned her neck to look over her shoulderat where the warrior had stopped to pick something up, then as he dashed back towards camp. No worries, that was taken care of. She had to concentrate on keeping up, but without crossing the border. She turned her head again,and found out it was too late; she'd already crossed the border.
Skidding to a halt, she hissed to herself and padded back to her clan territory, a few fox lengths behind her. It was hard, but she didn't recognize the rogue. Not that it mattered; this wasn't the first time cats from outside clans had left kits with them; sometimes queens couldn't cope.
Sighing, she turned back to the freshkill pile and grabbed as much as she could carry, taking it back to camp, intending to inform Darkstar of what had happened.
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Post by Marrowbone on Aug 14, 2009 23:27:48 GMT -5
The Medicine Cat's apprentice, Meccapaw, was weaving through a trail of foliage, checking and sniffing for the herbs they needed as usual. His blue coat was stained with mud, from digging up roots, and his mouth tightly held his leaf collection. But a noise alerted him, making his head snap in its direction, jaw dropping the herbs where he stood.
There; Scuffling.
He immediately dropped into a crouch and edged forward towards the sounds of prey. He had been a regular, and enthusiastic, apprentice until a Circuit cat caused trouble that left his back and legs damaged. And he remembered what little training he got perfectly.
The vole he heard was chewing at the fruit of a wild strawberry. Blissfully blind and unaware. A few more pawsteps and he had it...
He leapt at the vole! But at the same time,
"OH MY GOSH! ETERNALBLOSSOM! A KIT!"
He flinched, and his front paws came down where the vole had been, where it was now dashing off for its burrow. His hind legs landed with a jarring 'thud', making Meccapaw gasp and tense as a painful shock went up his spine.
As much as he wanted to be a Warrior, that jump of his would never allow it. But more importantly; What did Steadfast just yell? Meccapaw inhaled sharply, turned and walked as fast as he could towards where he heard Steadfast; Leaving his collected herbs behind.
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Post by *Sinister*Dreams* on Aug 16, 2009 22:19:06 GMT -5
Steadfast was running in his usual odd way, hind legs overlapping his front in an almost ridiculous canter. The bundle hung tight in his jaws, but not enough to cause it any grief. At least until his dumped the kit at Meccapaw's feet, eyes twinkling brightly.
"Oh it's you. Take fluffy. I just found the kiddo dropped off by sargent Ugly Face. I suppose they call him Sacrifice though...Anywho, you fix this litle problem, mkay? I'll be off. Loads of squirrels, so little time..."
Actually loads of pranks was more like it. Eternalblossom already was sure to have her fur in a knot over the kit-thing. Best have a go at her, while she was distracted. Not to mention how long it had been since he'd feathered anyone...This had to be fixed.
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