A young silver and grey she-cat poked her head through the reeds, carefully looking around. Although she wasn't against any of the clans, she was a rogue, and Riverclan was especially known for it's unflinching dislike of rogues on their territory. Once she saw the coast was clear, Petals, or Pet for short, stepped out, and padded towards the river. She had been drinking foul-smelling puddle water for weeks, and welcomed the powerful body of running water that coursed through the heart of Riverclan territory. She stepped forward - only to fall forward as a clump of dirt at the edge of the drop into the water have out under her paws, sending her tumbling into the roaring river. "Help!" She yowled, not caring who heard her now. She, like any other cat outside of Riverclan, didn't swim well - or, at all, in her case. She tried flicking her paws around as she tumbled down the river, but it wasn't working. She started to swallow water.
"Help!" Pretty young rogue she in danger (forbidden, toms) FK for FP
- Lilyfur
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Bump!
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Frostfang watched silently out of a nearby tree, seeing the rouge walk to the river. He made not a noise, watching her every move. As she tripped, he tilted his head and looked down quizzically. Seeing her fall into the river, he leapt out of the tree, alighting softly on the ground. He walked to the riverbank. He stretched his long legs as he ran down the river, parallel to the the bank. He jumped high, and at a slight angle, so he would land in the river in front of the cat. HE landed in the water, and turned around. He saw the cat, and shot out a paw to slow her.
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Her eyes blurred with water, she felt something hit her, and she slowed down, trying desperately to get her head above water. She couldn't tell which way was up, and her vision was darkening.
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He stretched out his paw, getting her head just above water. He looked round, and saw a rock off to the bank, towards Riverclan territory, he swam to it. This was no easy feat,dragging the cat, but he just managed. He laid her down.
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She coughed up water, clinging gratefully to the rock. She looked up to see who had helped her. She breathed in, and the smell of RiverClan filled her nose. Busted........ she thought. "thank you," she said, sitting up. "I...... I should go......" She turned to leave, but the rock was in the middle of the river. There was no way she was getting off it alone. She could just see the RiverClan camp down the river.
OOC: My idea for the whole plot was that he rescues her, and he takes her prisoner, and brings her back to the camp, an then eventually falls in love with her and she becomes a part of the clan. I was thinking that I could make a new thread for this on the main camp thread, and then maybe we could get more people.
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OOC: Sure, I can do that. But, I might need to switch my Character to Slipstream from Frostfang, if that's quite alright.
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Ya, that's fine, as long as its a Tom :) Im not against hay/lesbian people, but I'm straight, so.....
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OOC: Yeah, he's a tom. Don't worry, I'm straight too.
IC: Slipstream grinned. "Not so fast." he said, in his smooth voice. "Don't think you'll just be off in our territory."
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She stood up straight, her tail up in the air. "You're taking me prisoner, aren't you? Fine, but I'm only letting you because if I kill you, I can't get off this rock." She stretched, her claws sliding in and out, and yawned. "Take me to your camp, then. I'm sure the kits will love the excitement."
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"Kill me? Why ever would you do that?" he said, with some obvious sarcasm. "I saved your corpse. And that's right, you wouldn't be getting off this rock without me. Now, let's get off this rock."
OOC: Lol, how should I go about this.
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He should escort her to the camp, I already set up the thread on the main camp thread, I'll get the link in a second. :)
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