Weaselheart
The fawn tabby slid silently over the marshy ground of her Clan, ears forward and tail perfectly balanced behind her. She was stalking a frog, the one prey that she had no problem catching. Her claws slid out as so drew closer, ready to strike.
ShadowClan Romance(Tom needed)*
- vulpixtrainer12
- Closed
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Hawk flame watched as the frog hopped around the little puddle,not noticing Weaselheart.He leaped and nipped he frogs neck holding up his prey.
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Weaselheart
The fawn tabby hissed and leapt up from her hiding spot. "Hey," she called, her tail flicking back and forth. "I had that catch." She didn't want a fight, though she was acting feisty, as she always did around toms. -
"Sorry weasel heart,"he said alarmed.He pushed the frog toward the she cat and sat down to groom his orange and brown tabby coat.
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=lightgreen; border: 5px dotted green; border-radius: 25px; auto;]All that is gold does not glitter;
Not all those who wander are lost.
Old that is strong does not wither;
Deep roots are not touched by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken;
A light from the shadows shall spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be King![fancyimage]http://c18media.files.wordpres…2012/10/nightingale-3.jpg[/fancyimage]
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Jaycry stood at the edge of ShadowClan territory, gazing out across the marshes. "Do I belong anywhere?" he asked sadly.
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The character sheet I've attached explains Jaycry
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Weaselheart
The fawn tabby gave a purr and batted the frog back to the tom. "You caught it fairly, Hawkfire," she mowed more gently, giving her chest fur a few embarrassed licks. -
"No..,no I insist,"he purred.He pushed the frog back to her.His cheeks lit up a rosy pink and he licked Weaselhearts ear.
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Weaselheart
The she-cat felt her heart flip when his tongue touched her ear and gave her chest fur a series of nervous licks before she extended a paw to lightly bat at Hawkfire's muzzle in a playful manner. -
He smiled and lay on the ground."Oh...oh no,it hurts so bad,"he said laughing.
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Weaselheart
Feeling like a kit again, Weaselheart pounced onto Hawkfire, planting her soft forepaws against his chest though careful not to hurt him. "Ha," she cried joyously, ears flicking in amusement. "I've got you now!" She said laughing. Since her kithood, Weaselheart had not felt this much bliss for a long time. -
"Oh no you don't,"h chuckled as he flipped her underneath him with a smile."Who's got you now?"he purred.
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Lol I can't get my farm into my signature,do you know how?
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Weaselheart
The she-cat squealed and purred in laughter, licking Hawkfire's ear.(Go to your farm page and I think share or something then come to your profile here, edit, then test each link they give you to get the right one:)
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He laughed and licked her ear back.He suddenly heard a rustle and sat straight up.
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Weaselheart
The fawn tabby leapt to her paws, her eyes wide as she stared at Hawkwing and the territory. "What is it?" She asked softly. -
"I don't know,"he said worriedly.
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[size=36pt]Gale[/size]
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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=lightgreen; border: 5px dotted green; border-radius: 25px; auto;]All that is gold does not glitter;
Not all those who wander are lost.
Old that is strong does not wither;
Deep roots are not touched by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken;
A light from the shadows shall spring.
Renewed shall be blade that was broken;
The crownless again shall be King![fancyimage]http://c18media.files.wordpres…2012/10/nightingale-3.jpg[/fancyimage]
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Well, I'm not wanted -it doesn't matter, I'm a roleplay nuisance anyway :) So, maybe I'll see you guys else where
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Weaselheart
The fawn tabby sniffed at the air to at least try and see what was wrong.(I acknowledged you in my Other rp, Gale. :))
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"I think it's a,maybe a fox.We need help,"he whispered.
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Weaselheart
The she-cat lifted her head high before opening her jaws wide to drink in all the scents. Marsh, frog, the occasional water vole....and under all the familiar smells of her home was the dank, mushy smell of a Fox. "Fox," she confirmed.