Tribe of the Moon and Stars(RP)

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    "if i tell them too soon, the Tribe will panic." Moon said softly. i can't let the same thing happen again... she looked at Hawk. "don't question my actions Hawk, i know what i'm doing."

    Hawk tilted his head. "I know you do. Just wanted you to make sure this is what you want." he walked over and met up with his sister. "Hey, wanna go hunting?" he smiled and twitched his whiskers.


    Shadow grinned back and nodded. "Yeah, I didn't really get to before because I... bumped into Dawn and started talking to him." she shook herself, as if clearing away a bad thought.


    Hawk shrugged and walked with the black she-cat trotting at his side.

    Moon sighed and padded back to camp.

    Heron ran to catch up with Hawk and Shadow. "Mind if I join you?" He asked, forcing a rather tight smile. "I need to work off some steam."

    Moon went to her den.

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    But I won't let you make the Great Escape,
    I'm never gonna watch you checking out of this place.
    I'm not gonna lose you,
    cause the passion and the pain ,
    are gonna keep you alive someday.
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    OOC: recap? Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately. I hate school.




    [c]Chasing


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    Spot of Color on Canvas, or Canvas, sat by herself, batting a piece of moss back and forth. She didn't have many friends, as she was new to the tribe, and since she couldn't talk, friendship was even harder.


    Whistle of Wind down Canyon paced around, wanting to do something, anything. Whistle sat down and watched some clouds float by instead.

    Star padded into camp, his silvery pelt somewhat messy. he looked around and saw Canvas. the rouge. she hasn't sad much since she got here, as far as i know she hasn't talked at all. Star padded over to her.


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    Canvas looked up at Star. She knew his name. Canvas wondered if he knew hers. Her blue eyes took in the details of Star's pelt, how it was ruffled, maybe meaning he had recently fought or run. Perhaps it had just been a while since he groomed his pelt. Canvas' own pelt was smooth, she was never one to roll and run around much.


    "hi Canvas." Star said softly.

    Star tilted his head.


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    Canvas just kept smiling. Her face had a bit of question to it, as if asking why Star had come over, but was generally happy and friendly.


    "why are you sitting over here all alone?" Star asked Canvas gently.


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    Canvas shrugged her small shoulders. She couldn't really tell him all about trying to make friends with no voice.


    "are you a mute?" Star asked softly.


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    Canvas nodded, though not sadly. It was really just an acknowledgment nod. That was it. Tha smile stayed the whole time.




    "would you like me to tell you how i knew you were mute?" Star asked with a smile.


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    Canvas thought for a moment, trying to figure out how the tom had done it. Shrugging, she looked up at him and nodded, stumped as to how he knew, though glad he had figured it out.


    "i had a sister that was mute and blind." Star said somewhat sadly.