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    [glow=black,2,300]griffith[/glow]


    « lord of cinder »

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    //sorry for crappy post. im in a really not happy mood but ill make up for it later[/justify][/fancypost][/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size:8pt; line-height:120%;]Smokestar bit his lip, glaring at Crowtalon before pulling a smile. Greeting his mates with his usual "Good morning," he watched as they walked away. "Greetings, Crowntalon. I am fine, how about yourself?" Without waiting for a response, he cleared his throat. "We should send out a hunting and border patrol. We need more prey for this morning." He nodded before gesturing to the entrance. "I will go on the hunting patrol and take Moonclaw with me, and you shall go on the border patrol, and take Dawnfeather. Does that sound fair?"


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    potter and weasley

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    Moonclaw stepped out of the den with a sleepy look on his face. Overslept...again. Annoyed at himself, the large tom began to groom the tangled wads of fur that had appeared overnight. Suddenly, his pale green eyes focused their gaze on the on-goings of camp. Lots of she-cats this morning. How annoying. Keeping his words to himself, the grey tom finished grooming, stretched his front paws forward, and greeted the day with large yawn.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size:10px; line-height:120%;]ooc question: what do concubines do in their free time (besides spending time with the leader)?
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    about me ✧


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I will be here dreaming in the past[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=white][font=georgia][size=26pt]Wintersong[hr][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:300px; overflow:auto][justify][color=white][sub]Ooc; Really it's up to the concubines themselves to do what they want. Well, as long it's legal. Though sometimes when the leader and deputy are away, they'll govern the Clan themselves.




    Ic; "It's fine, Tawnyfeather. If she wants to be stubborn, let her be stubborn." Wintersong commented, looking over the slave for any possible injuries. Seeing there were none, she sighed in relief. She really wasn't in the mood to get her paws dirty. "Looks like you're good to go," she paused, "though I do advise you to get some excerise, you can't stay here coped up forever." And with that she left the den and moved on to the next. [/fancypost]

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    [glow=black,2,300]griffith[/glow]


    « lord of cinder »

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; overflow: hidden; width: 400px; height: 175px; color: black; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 400px; height: 175px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 35px; overflow: auto; margin-left: 7px;][justify]－ஒ Crowtalon nodded his head. "Of course, Smokestar." He thought for a moment, then added, "Do you need anything else?" He regretted asking immediately, because he didn't want to have to do anything else. Oh well, what could he do now? While waiting for an answer, his eyes scanned the camp searching for Dawnfeather.


    After Wintersong's comment, she shrugged. If she wanted to be disrespected, that was her thing. Tawnyfeather wouldn't allow it to herself though. After her inspection, she wandered off. She didn't want to leave the camp and hoped she'd just be left alone today.[/justify][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size:8pt; line-height:120%;]Smokestar shook his head, also scanning the camp. "No, that is all for now. Thanks Crowtalon." Spotting Moonclaw, he called. "Moonclaw! Hunting patrol!" He padded over to the entrance, waiting for the Knight calmly.


    Dawnfeather, hearing her name, padded over to Crowtalon. Bowing low, she flicked her ears in slight annoyance, she looked up at him. "I happened to overhear my name, Crowntalon. What do you need?" The she-cat asked before getting back into a standing position.


    //low muse, sorry


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    potter and weasley

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    [glow=black,2,300]griffith[/glow]


    « lord of cinder »

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I will be here dreaming in the past[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=white][font=georgia][size=26pt]Wintersong[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]until you come
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:300px; overflow:auto][justify][color=white][sub]As Wintersong was finishing up her round around camp, she heard the news of a patrol of being sent out. She flicked an ear, wondering if she had heard wrong. But, nope, she'd been right the first time. Quickly, she licked off the rest of the blood from her paws and approached Smokestar. Luckily for her, only a few select cats had serious conditions. So, she didn't have to go soak in water this time, which was a relief. "Smokestar, I've heard you sending out a patrol?" she paused, "If I may ask: I wish to join. I'm running low on stack and need to collect more herbs for my supply."[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size:8pt; line-height:120%;]Smokestar saw Wintersong come forward. At her question, he huffed softly, but didn't want to rat her out a second time. "Of course, Wintersong." The tom wondered why he was being so polite, but didn't let it bother him too much. Getting bored of waiting for Moonclaw, he flicked his tail for Wintersong to follow him. Padding out the camp, he looked behind his shoulder to see if she was following him.


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    potter and weasley


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I will be here dreaming in the past[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=white][font=georgia][size=26pt]Wintersong[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]until you come
    until we close our eyes[/fancypost]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:300px; overflow:auto][justify][color=white][sub]The medicine cat watched him walk by. She stood baffled, until she noticed the slight gesture for her to follow. Scurrying to her paws, she sprinted to the large toms side. She looked up at him with big, curious eyes. She wondered what was going through his mind, with him being polite and all. He was usually more... well, stern.[/fancypost]

    Moonclaw's head turned to the call of his name. He rose to his paws and shook out his pelt but when he looked up the patrol had left. Moonclaw sighed and twitched his tail, aggravated. Technically he was still part of the patrol, so why waste time? He disappeared out of camp and opened his mouth to find the scent of potential prey.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size:8pt; line-height:120%;]Smokestar happened to look down just as Wintersong was looking up at him. Suddenly, he felt a shot of adrenaline, and it felt like his whole face was red. What is up with me all of a sudden? He asked himself, snapping his gaze away and hurrying forward. Opening his jaw, he scented around for some prey. But something else shocked his senses. Looking around, he looked around for what he scented. Then he saw something creeping up on Wintersong. "Wintersong, behind you! Look out!"


    //you can make it whatever predator you want Lilas lol


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    potter and weasley


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I will be here dreaming in the past[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=white][font=georgia][size=26pt]Wintersong[hr][/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:300px; overflow:auto][justify][color=white][sub]The silver tabby female quickly glanced over her shoulder, but she could react the flash of red had snatched her up. "Aah! Smokestar!" She cried, calling for the leaders help. She tried to wiggle from the foxes tight hold, but it only proved futile. [/fancypost]

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    Smokestar felt real adrenaline course through him. He didn't know what was up with him. Maybe because he was alone, and he wanted to do save her. He'd probably would never do this in front of another tom. Would I? Leaping at the fox, he rammed into it with full force. It yelped, letting go of Wintersong and snapping at Smokestar. He felt sticky blood suddenly on his neck, but he ignored it. Lashing out with a claw to the fox's face, it fought back. They were stuck in a tumble of red and gray, fur flying everywhere.


    Dawnfeather bit her lip, following the tom out of the camp. Power walking, she caught up to his side soon enough. "Why are you so serious all the time? Come on, you gotta let go!" As she said this, she started bouncing around him, her beautiful pelt flowing in the wind. //low muse, sorry


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    potter and weasley

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    [glow=black,2,300]griffith[/glow]


    « lord of cinder »

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    Okay, so far so good. Paws gently toughed the ground as the tom sneaked closer to his prey. Two squirrels plus this mouse would make for an excellent day. Moonclaw felt himself bunch up ready to strike....but suddenly the mouse was gone! Loud noises came from deeper inside the territory, scaring every living thing out of the way. Moonclaw's ears pricked up to determine what the sound was. What in Starclan's name was going on?!

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    The rogue's eyes fluttered open at the sounds of battle. Curious, she got up, crawling through the bushes, following the sounds, staying in the bushes, creeping around, hoping her scent wouldn't be caught. The cause of the fighting was a fox. It was a tom and a she-cat attacking the fox. She retreated back to her nest, as she didn't want to be anywhere near a fox. she had never fought one, but she knew they were vicious. Besides, the cats were probably in the clan where the cats weren't equal. She did not want to be captured. She pushed through the bush, and laid down, listening instead of sleeping. Besides, she wasn't hungry, not like she would be able to hunt with that fox around, or with the cats around.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]I will be here dreaming in the past[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][hr][glow=black,2,300][color=white][font=georgia][size=26pt]Wintersong[hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]until you come
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:300px; height:300px; overflow:auto][justify][color=white][sub]Everything seemed to happen in a flash. One moment, she was trapped in the clutches of the creature, and the next cowering behind Smokestar. She watched in helplessness as they fought. The colors of grey and red flicker before her eyes. But as they fought on, she became to take notice of the toms exhasution. He can't go on for much longer. Checking her surroundings, she looked desperately for any solution. Then, she saw it. The nearing cliff. Seeing her chance, she leapt forwards and drove into the fox full force, causing it to tumble to its death. [/fancypost]