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[Shadewing]

Sandfire:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 354 Notes: faaaiiiil MUSE ;___; sorry. Stripped and polished, I am new, I am fresh. I am feeling so ambitious The sun was warm on his brown and black pelt, but the chilly air kept him feeling bushy and fluffy as his body tried to keep him warm. It was nearly time for another hunting patrol. His ears flicked, and he trotted over to Dusky, feeling his paws heavy with the sickness that crushed all around him. It was all right though. Everyone was holding on as hard as they could. They just needed a cure... If only. His whiskers twitched with a bit of remorse as Swirlpaw tromped towards the Medicine cat den. She didn't seemed worried by the sickness at all. His tail tip flicked, kicking up the tiniest amount of dust behind him. Swirlpaw's voice was so loud he could nearly hear what she was saying all the way from inside the den. Fluffy fuzzball. She probably had bees in her brain from being so bored. Her poor mentor- his deputy- was sick. His shoulders sagged as he thought about it. He distracted himself from that as the wind picked up and he got a big wiff of Dusky. His paws had slowed as his eyes drifted away, but now he looked back to Dusky, and feeling awkward for zoning out, he scrambled forward, over to her, with his amber eyes shimmering. "Hey Dusky." His brown-black tipped ears flicked nervously, and he had a wide grin on his face. "The storm's way past now. It's a great day for hunting, if you'd like to go." He felt a bit of hopefulness in his chest, after all, it had been a good day. Him, Silktail, and the rest of the hunting patrol did well today. Maybe Leafbare was starting to let up? He hoped so. But for now... He would go hunting! He'd been waiting to go hunting with Dusky for a little while now, and it was.. exciting. After all, it wasn't every day that you got to hunt with a loner who once lived in a gang! Even if it was weird, he really was interested in learning how she did things.

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[Shadewing]

Abyssus:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=18377E] Count: 387 Kitty: Dusky the hunter Involved: Lionfur Notes: Dusky had been relaxing in the camp before Lionfur called. It felt awkward to just lay down, leisurely, even though the place you were in wasn't even your ground.. and you were in the dead heart of it. The camp did have a lot of members, indeed, but a good portion of them were sick, so it amounted to about the amount of cats in her own gang.. which was now six without her there. As the nostalgia began to flow back to Dusky, and the memories of her old time in the gang. Most of them were good, but not all of them. The big fight.. that was huge.. A gang of equal size against hers? God, it was AMAZING! Dusky had only been five months at the time, but she did fight.. nobody would miss out on something like that.. As her mind started wondering into the fog of her head, a call came from Lionfur. "Hey, Dusky," he said to her, in his nice voice. It was kind of like some kind of bell-- Dusky wanted to tell him that, and she almost did. As she started to open her mouth to mew, she realized he probably didn't know what a bell was-- the cats weren't into humans, and only humans-- oh, and cows and sheep and goats-- had bells. She instead licked her lips, and shut her mouth. "The storm's way past now. It's a great day for hunting, if you'd like to go." Lionfur had asked her to a hunt-- great, Dusky was in the mood to make herself useful! "I'd love to help the clan, Lionfur!" She purred, stubby tail shooting up like a bobcat's. She wanted to learn about Lionfur and the clans. They weren't as fierce as the gangs, obviously, as they weren't plotting an attack.. or maybe they were just hiding it from Dusky.. Regardless, Dusky wanted to go, and she'd strike up some conversation with Lionfur. He seemed like the type who didn't mind to talk to-- well, not a stranger; at least Dusky didn't think she was a stranger to him-- anyway, he didn't seem like the type reject talking with someone he knew. "I'll go right now.. is anyone else going?" She asked him. They probably didn't do solo hunts, but she wondered if they were going in a group.

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[Shadewing]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 313 Notes: faaaiiiil MUSE ;___; sorry. The excitement that lit up Dusky's golden eyes made his paws tingle and made him feel light as a feather. She was such a wonderful cat, always so eager and excited and just fun! He nodded excitedly when she purred how she wanted to go and help the clan. She would be a perfect warrior if she wanted to. But she didn't, for some reason, want to be a clan cat permanently. He didn't understand why, but he figured that whatever the reason it was probably personal. His whiskers twitched. "I don't think anyone else is coming. We need some Warriors to go on boarder patrol, and some of them all ready went on patrols back to back... I doubt they'll mind if we go alone together." His tail swished. "As long as we catch something, I doubt the clan'll mind." If Robinleaf was up to it, he would have spoken to the Deputy before hand. But so far, it didn't seem like he was anywhere near at all well to make patrols. His eyes gazed around camp, landing on Silktail. She could tell anyone else who wanted to go on hunting patrols that they had left. If she wanted to come- unlikely since she all ready had today- she could. his flicked his tail in a suggestive follow-me to Dusky, before trotting right up to the black and silver she-cat. "Hey, Silktail. Me and Dusky are going to go hunting. Erm, if you want to come you can, but I was kind of hoping you could let the rest of the clan know. Patchstar if he's feeling better, or, erm, Stormeyes. If you could, please?" His whiskers twitched, his tail tip flicked, and he looked over all very jittery. To be honest he was nearly jumping out of his fur with excitement.

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Silktail:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=9d25c4] Kit - Ruffle the adventurous and sort of Silktail Words - 260 Notes - Ruffle is lost... OH WELL! *explores more* The black and silver she-cat nodded, before trotting towards the leader's den. She was helping Burningpaw to look after the clan. ~ Ruffle had walked far, very far. He was lost now. All he could smell were pines, and the odd cat. THe fluffy kit gulped, he was very lost. He wondered what Midnight and Sparkle were doing, those unlucky two got to leave home - he got to explore and find the clans. But then his mind went to the rumours of Swirl. Apparenty as soon as she entered a clans territory a tom led her to his camp, and a she-cat ripped her apart! Ruffle gulped; it was just a rumour. "Hrmm... I only smell pines and things... This is a strange place for a cat to live... Why not live with the tall-walkers? They have plenty food and care for a cat..." Ruffle said to himself. He walked on, and didn't see he was coming to a bank, and he tumbled down it. Ruffle landed at the bottom in a heap. His leg hurt a lot! Ruffle mewed in pain, it hurt so much! His leg was screwed, he knew it... If only some cat would find him!

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[Shadewing]

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=18377E] Count: 169 Kitty: Dusky the hunter Involved: Lionfur Notes: I have oranges in my invisible arm. No muse, not much to write abouts =[ "Ah. That's okay." Dusky didn't mind if it was going to be the two of them or not, really. It could've been better to go as a twosome. After all, if Dusky screwed up, it was only Lionfur watching, in which case she could just say that she messed up without looking really bad. Dusky followed Lionfur to Silktail, and waved her tiny tail around in a pleased fashion. She couldn't wait to show Lionfur how she hunted, and ask him a few things. Yes, Dusky couldn't wait to start her hunt with Lionfur. She was attentive, not about to let her mind wander. Dusky was quiet for a few moments after Lionfur said that to Silktail. "Whenever you're ready," Dusky started, trying not to sound rude. The calico she-cat couldn't wait to start. She had only seen a little bit of ThunderClan, and she only saw a bird.. She couldn't wait to show Lionfur how well she hunted birds!

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[Shadewing]

Sandfire:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 291 Notes: faaaiiiil MUSE ;___; sorry. LAAAWL ORANGES Lionfur grinned at Silktail, happy that she was so easy going. He was really proud of his old apprentice. Turning his head to Dusky, he nodded. "Yup, let's go." His bright yellow eyes sparkled, and he half skipped half trotted towards the entrance to the camp, his tail flicking back and forth, excitedly.There was not a pause in his step until he got to the gorse tunnel, when all four of his paws touched the ground, and his head swirled back to see her coming after him, and he grinned widely. It was so nice having a cat like her around. Plus, she hunted birds. Not a hawk would dare go near camp with her around, he hoped. His tail shuttered, his body forced to stay still as his muscles tensed, and he dragged his way through the tunnel without too much of a sound, other than a rustle here and there. His brown pelt slunk out of Thunderclan camp and he swirled around, waiting to see the familiar brown and black face he knew before he took a glance around his territory. "We can head up to the Owltree or the Great Sycamore... Or the Tallpines even. It's up to you." He gestured east, west and south for each place he mentioned respectively, grinning wide. If they went to the Owl Tree, he had a story to share- but the Great Sycamore was near the Snakerocks, which were nearly always good for hunting [as long as the adders stayed away], and the Tallpines... Well there were plenty of prey near the Tallpines, as long as the Twolegs weren't around. And it was cold and snowy out, so he figured they would stay away enough.

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[Shadewing]

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=18377E] Count: 205 Kitty: Dusky the hunter Involved: Lionfur Notes: And you said your muse was bad.. Dusky followed behind Lionfur, right behind him to the gorse tunnel. Dusky, now thinner than usual, was in the perfect shape for a hunt, and her scrawny size made it easy for her to slip through the gorse tunnel without a single sound. "We can head up to the Owltree or the Great Sycamore... Or the Tallpines even. It's up to you." Lionfur had pointed his tail in the direction of the items. Dusky pondered for a moment. "I know the Tall Pines and the Owl Tree. Never been to the Sycamore. I wouldn't mind going there, but if there's a place you'd like to go, I don't mind. I'll go to anywhere you want. I don't know the best spots in the territory." Dusky purred to Lionfur. She sniffed the air of the forest. There were plenty of stale scents all over the territory, but none were fresh in this area. Dusky started to think about her jumping, and catching birds flawlessly in the air. Sure, it was kind of like she was a show-off, but hopefully Lionfur wouldn't mind. And anyway, Lionfur was probably going to show off his own hunting techniques. Lionfur probably wouldn't gloat about it, and neither would Dusky. Dusky just had a feeling they'd both find it fascinating.

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[Shadewing]

Sandfire:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 234 Notes: getting down there x___x Lionfur gave a big, wide grin, his tail sweeping once one way, then again another way. That was Dusky all right. "We'll head to the Sycamore then, it has plenty of prey up there. Plus, it's closest. Come on!" He grinned and broke into a wild, playful sprint towards where the sunset on most winter nights. He swerved around each tree with accuracy, knowing where almost every tree was in his clan territory- or at least in this path. He dove, scrambling under a bush that was more bushy at the top, like a low lying tree, and scrambling to the other side, he looked back for Dusky, through the brown fence. He purred loudly, and looked around, taking a deep breath. The scent of another cat filled his mouth, and he could have coughed on it. A small cat was mewing in pain not far off. His ears pricked, and he trotted towards the sound and scent towards a small bank, where a small black colored, sort of kit laid in a pile of fur. "You all right down there, kittypet?" He asked, his voice filled with what could have been defense and worry at the same time. Surely they couldn't handle another cat on their territory, but the little furball looked a bit helpless. He glanced over his shoulder to see if Dusty was right behind him or not.

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Silktail:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=9d25c4] Kit - Ruffle the scared and hurt Words - 312 Notes - Oh noes it's an evil cat from a clan ;; HE'S GONNA KILL POOR RUFFLE ;; Ruffle's small head peered from under his leg. It was a scary clan cat, just like that Windows cat the other day. Ruffle gulped. He looked big and strong, he looked like he could kill Ruffle with the flick of his tail. Ruffle attempted to untangle himself; if he was late for dinner his mother would be very worried. Ruffles eyes looked pleadingly at Lionfur, he was so helpless and foolish. He should have gone home! "I fell down..." He mewed quietly. "And what's a kittypet?" Ruffle felt so stupid. This cat would have loadsd of terms for all sorts of weird things. He could smell another cat. She didn't smell like Waterclan or Pineclan. Or the other smells, Marshclan and Moorclan. Nope. She smelt like a total different other clan... But he couldn't quite put his paw on it. "I was exploring. My momma told me my poppa comes from around here!" Ruffle said bravely, although he was scared out of his skin right now. This cat looked like a lion or a tiger he'd seen his owners look at in the magic box that would talk to you, but you couldn't reply very well, they couldn't hear you in the magic box. Ruffle's tail flicked a little. He couldn't move, his paw hurt a lot. He just hoped these two cats wouldn't eat him like they did with Swirl! [Bless him the fool =3]

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=18377E] Count: 250 Kitty: Dusky the hunter Involved: Lionfur Notes: Not a lot of muse =[ Dusky sneezed. She hoped she wasn't starting to get sick with that horrible sickness ThunderClan had. But, soon Dusky had jumped back in surprise. A dark brown kitten? He looked rather distressed. He didn't smell like the clans, but rather he smelled fresh, and like a human. Not woody, like ThunderClan's scent. He looked kind of brave, like he was trying to impress the two patrolling cats. Was he? Dusky didn't really need to know at the moment. "A kitty-pet.." The calico looked at the brown cat. "Well, I'd assume a kitty-pet is a kitty, or a cat, that's a pet to the humans." Dusky flicked her ears around, as if she was expected an ambush at any moment. She jumped at a rustle, which proved to only be a bird, fluttering away. Dusky was going to turn around and catch it, but it would be rude-- and anyway, the bird was gone in a flick of her tiny tail. "Exploring? Shouldn't you be with your momma? There are cats in some parts of this land who are quite.. antisocial.. Not to mention the other dangerous things. Lionfur would know here better than me, though." Dusky said, looking at the striped tom. She was tense, and looking around. Kits were always lures for ambushes.. Dusky knew the kit would need to be led home. She didn't mind, she just hoped that this kit's 'home' wasn't a hostile place.

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[Shadewing]

Sandfire:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 253 Notes: mewwwwww, catching up~ Lionfur was taken back for a second. Of course none of them knew what a kittypet was. They weren't clan cats. His ears flicked back in an ashamed matter. "He's just a kit. It's against warrior code to harm a kit..." He shook his head, carefully going down the bank so he could sniff out the kit and make sure he was okay. "What's your name?" He asked, smelling no sign of sickness on the little thing. Just lost and scared. Maybe he was hurt from the tumble he seemed to had made. He was definately a kittypet though. Lionfur would make sure the terrified kit got back to his twolegs. Despite the fact that he claimed his father to be from around here, it was more likely that the tom was just a rogue. Ruffle was way to timid to be a warrior cat, at any rate. He probably didn't have a smousedung of warrior blood in him. Lionfur's ear flicked in distaste. After this though, the kitten was likely not to come back again with a stern warning.

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Silktail:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=9d25c4] Kit - Ruffle feeling a little more brave Words - 177 Notes - He's not gonna eat me... But does he know Swilr I wonder? "My name's Ruffle, coz my momma told me I'm all fluffy and ruffly! She was gonna call me Truffle, but what's a truffle?" Said the ever more inquisitive kit. This big tom didn't seem all that scary. "Another cat told me that you clan cats eat us cats! And once a kitten called Swirl left home, and her momma's really frantic trying to find her. I think she got eaten. Do you know a Swirl?" Ruffle said as he attempted to untangle himself. As the tiny little body managed to untangle itself, there sat the shape of a small brown kit, with gleaming eyes, curious, inquisitive, but also scared and wary.

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=18377E] Count: 194 Kitty: Dusky the hunter Involved: Lionfur, Ruffle Notes: low muse for duskeh. Dusky glanced at Lionfur quickly when he mentioned clan cats eating other cats. For a split second she almost felt scared of Lionfur herself. He was a big, lean but powerful looking tom, with a nasty scar across him Dusky had never paid much attention to. Dusky's quick and furtive glance quickly ended, as she lay her eyes back on Ruffle. "Nice to meet you Ruffle, I'm Dusky. And I have no idea what a truffle is either." The tortoise shell she-cat paused for a moment, and thought for a moment. "No, clan cats don't eat cats. Or at least I think they don't. I've been living here for two moons, and they're nothing close to.. uh, some savage rogues I saw on my way here. I doubt they'd kill other cats.. and then eat them. There's no real point, think of it." Dusky said with a sigh after wards, briefly thinking back. She was a little tired already, but she didn't know why. "No Swirl here, as far as I know. Just a Swirlpaw. I don't talk to her much though, actually.."

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[Shadewing]

Sandfire:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=C4842D] Cat: Lionfur Wordcount: 284 Notes: Mews is better than I thought? The tabby cat's whiskers twitched, his mind churning through thoughts as a strong, calm ocean would. His yellow eyes closed for a moment. "I'm Lionfur. I'll help you find your way home, if you promise not to wander into the forest anymore. The forest is full of more dangers than us Thunderclan cats." His tail tip twitched and his eyes opened, alight with a flame of seriousness. "Swirlpaw came to us a few moons ago. She's a clan cat now, but she is the Swirl Ruffle is talking about." He frowned, his pelt prickling. The kittypet seemed so scared at first, surely this cat couldn't be a clan cat. He probably didn't even have clan blood, unlike Swirlpaw. He sighed. "You can tell her mother that she's safe and growing up to be a fine warrior. From what I've heard of her mother, she'll feel a bit better knowing that." Thinking about Swirlpaw though... It made him wonder who her father was. There were only a pawful of cats that might have been the one, if he was even alive still. With the disease, maybe the secret had already been lost. It was a good thing Lionfur wasn't too curious about it. He lifted his head and opened his maw, inhaling the air around him for any scents he could find. "Hmn." His ears twitched, and he looked around. All the prey had been scared off by the noise they were making. On the bright side, nothing else was around. Just them. He turned around, staring off towards the twoleg territories. He glanced back and purred with laughter at the squirming lump of fur. "Can you walk?"

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Silktail:

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=9d25c4] Kit - Ruffle feeling a little more brave Words - 157 Notes - Swirl is alive? "Urm." Ruffle said, standing up to his not-so-tall height, gingerly placing his paw on the floor. "I think I can..." The little kit looked up at Lionfur. So Swirl was alive! He grinned. "Mr Lionfur, can I ask you something? Is Pineclan called Pineclan, and is Waterclan called Waterclan? Because no one has ever told me what they are... I just know about them from my momma!" The kit chirupped, placing his paw a little harder on the floor. He winced a little, but didn't show it. If Swirl joined this clan, Ruffle wanted to too!

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