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Post by Tants on Dec 25, 2008 22:41:16 GMT -5
She sat in her nest, her paws tucked neatly under her silver body. It had been a few minutes since Clopar was escorted off Duskclan. She needed to talk to the two had heard the whole thing. Her silvery gaze waited for Scythebark and Irishpaw to come speak to her. Their was much to discuss before revealing the word to her clan.
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 26, 2008 21:36:46 GMT -5
Irishpaw, still mumbling something about insane cats and sleep, trudged in. She just hoped she wasn't in trouble. Again.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 26, 2008 21:53:11 GMT -5
Scythebark slipped into the den behind the apprentice, ears perked and twitching.
"He left out the border with the kittypet lands, he didn't say anything of importance and it doesn't look like he's come back." He reported.
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Post by Tants on Dec 26, 2008 22:26:41 GMT -5
"Please, take a seat." she motioned for the two cats to come closer. Her eyes were clouded with worry, but the experienced leader didn't let affect her to bad. "Irishpaw," she started. "It was a very idiotic thing you did back there, but brave as well. Just make sure you don't do it to often." she grumbled. She was going to punish the young apprentice for the way she acted, but she needed her to keep her mouth shut until they decided what to do. "Now, back to important issues. What are we going to do about what this Clopar had said? Do we live with the rogues to save the clan? Or should we stand against them, and possibly get the worst of the sickness?" she questioned the two. She wished Starclan had given her a answer, maybe a sign?
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 26, 2008 22:41:42 GMT -5
The deputy curled his feet and tail around himself and thought deeply about it, as he had been. "Sometimes tradition must take a back seat to the good of the Clan and it's individuals. The rogues are a threat, but a tangeble one. We can deal with them ourselves. But we can't see, hear or touch the sickness."
He tucked his paws under his chest and ajusted himself, thinking.
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 27, 2008 11:17:45 GMT -5
Irishpaws mind was turning as she thought of a sensible solution, and tried not to think about her punishment. "Do we really have a choice?" she muttered. "He basicly said we either live with the rogues or die. I think that we should compromise." she said, her voice louder. "Lets say we send five cate to the rogues for a moon, and the rogues send five Rogues here for a moon." the Apprentice suggested.
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Post by Tants on Dec 28, 2008 23:22:12 GMT -5
She couldn't help but agree with what they were saying. It was quite obvious they had no choice but to live with the rogues. "I don't want rogues coming and going when ever they please. It'll be bad for our pray and our cats. Who knows what kind of mess they'd get into. I could put up with a few of them, but how would we decide who to send to them. It could be a death sentance." Her silvery orbs glanced back and fourth between the two. She could only hope Clopar was willing to compromise. What if he didn't? What could they say then?
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 28, 2008 23:26:29 GMT -5
Suddenly Irishpaw smiled. "We'll beat him at his own game." she hissed happily. "He never said how MANY cats we had to send. We'll send one person." she grinned.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 28, 2008 23:28:51 GMT -5
"True." Nodded Scythebark. "Perhaps this should be discussed at the next gathering, it's only a few sunrises away. Perhaps we should see what the other Clans think. Perhaps a plan could be formed between us all."
He looked over at Irishpaw and twitched his ears. "I don't know... It might not be a good idea to try and trick the fellow that holds the cure."
(( The next gathering is at Riverhill already; It's been there for a while XD Feel free to post, everybody. ))
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 28, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -5
"We're not TRICKING him." Irishpaw insisted. "We're just... thinking outside the box." she finally found a phrase.
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Post by Marrowbone on Dec 28, 2008 23:55:24 GMT -5
"Well, Irishpaw, think about it." Scythebark's tail twitched. "He'll obviously know. I think there was a purpose behind this whole thing, to begin with. You can always go find him and ask, of course."
(( Short post. =Bangs head into keyboard= efhlhfkckv blxosaofasp'; bvp fasfeuhfg;j))
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Post by cloudstar on Dec 28, 2008 23:58:30 GMT -5
"I'll pass on taht." Irishpaw yawned. "Can I go back to bed now? I'm supposed to be on the" her sentance was interupted with a yawn "On the Dawn Patrol."
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