☾ NightClan ☾ the turn of the universe :: roleplay thread ☾ semi-advanced ☾

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    . "Elfinpaw, elfinpaw," Coalcaw called, turning his head lightly from where he caught the scent of the new cat to his apprentice. "Do you smell that too?" He asked, pressing his ears against his skull as he looked for any signs of an intruding cat. The sudden change of weather did not bother him, but he has yet to comment on the snowfall in the middle of Greenleaf. He didn't seem to think much of it, despite it being extremely strange.


    . The leader hissed to himself, for no particular reason ever. For whatever reason StarClan decided to be angry at him, or at the Clan itself, the snowfall seemed like the most peaceful way of explaining it. He doesn't know what this meant, and perhaps it was time of Wildskies and Demonpaw to travel with him to the Cosmos pool. He turned his head just at the right time to see Snowblossom and Stonesilent leaving camp. He paused at this, a frown tugging at his maw. Perhaps he must forbid cats from leaving camp, until they find out what was happening. But until the hunting patrol which left earlier came back, he will cast out this order.
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    Pawpaw strutted ahead, bored of waiting for Swirlfeather. He hopped out of camp and eagerly sniffed the air for the taint of rabbit and, as usual, was distracted by another smell.
    Blossoms.

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    Pawpaw glanced round, looking for the source of the delicious smell. A flash of pink caught his eye and he lifted his head and gazed at the blossom tree.
    Yes.
    He fell into a hunter's crouch, wiggling his hindquarters ready to spring onto the lowest branch. His mouth watered with anticipation.