The Journey to the Moonstone from SnowClan

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    "That's good," Hawkflight replied. "But we think Mistpelt is trying to find us, so we've gotta move quick. There's no time to eat that now," he glanced at the dark sky and headed farther into the territory.

    Twilightpaw shrugged. "Somehow I don't think she's looking for us. She doesn't seem to be that kind of cat." She picked up the mouse and followed Hawkflight.

    Blossompetal stayed silent. She followed Hawkflight and Twilightpaw until she realized something. "Uh, guys?" she asked. "We are supposed to be going that way-" she waved her tail towards the left side. "-not that way." she then waved her tail in the direction they were heading.

    Twilightpaw stopped dead in her tracks. "Whoops," she mewed. She started to head to the left.

    Blossompetal let out a sigh, shaking her head. She turned around to hide her smile. "Come on, let's get as far as we can, then find a suitable sleeping spot." Blossompetal felt kind of bad leaving Mistpelt. Maybe Twilightpaw was right.

    Soon they came upon a weird looking thing. It seemed to have toppled over, and it was probably from TwoLegs. But is was a dry, soft looking place. Blossompetal looked up at the sky and saw storm clouds. "Guys...we'll have to use this. There is a storm coming."

    Hawkflight grunted, looking at the strage thing. It reeked of Twoleg. "If there's no better shelter out here, fine."


    OOC: you guys are on here a LOT :D

    OOC: LOL, I know. Well, it's Saturday, the most boring day of the week. Tomorrow, I've got skating for a few hours, so I won't be on from 10 am to 11:45 am.
    And what is the strange thing?


    IC: Twilightpaw went inside the strange thing, ignoring the Twoleg smell.

    OOC: I have no idea what the "strange thing" is. I think it's like a twoleg thing. Maybe a garbage can?


    Hawkflight reluctantly approached the toppled over object.

    OOC: Maybe. Or, like a box. OR A SOFA! Cuz sofas are soft.


    IC: Twilightpaw laid down.

    occ: It's not Saturday...it's CATURDAY! Lol. I get on a lot because of my iPad, its portable. Okay....guys, um....I was thinking of a toppled over fence that served as a roof, then there was soft dirt inside. But if you don't like that you can change it. Oh-I have skating at SkateNationPlus tomorrow too!


    ic: Blossompetal didn't really mind the TwoLeg scent. After all, it was faint, and when she was a kit she thought she remembered smelling TwoLegs everyday. Blossompetal curled up in the back and closed her eyes.


    occ: I'll be inactive 2:30 pm - 5:10 pm every Sunday

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    OOC: SKATING BUDDIES! Hahaha... What can you do on skates?


    IC: Twilightpaw drifted off into sleep.

    occ: crossovers, glides, spins, you know, the basic stuff. I'm not a wiz at it though ;)


    ic: Blossompetal was awakened from her sleep with a loud boom! She sighed and poked her head out. Rain was pouring.

    OOC: Crossovers are so boring. Meh, I think we're doing three-turns and waltz jumps tomorrow... >:( I hate waltz jumps but three-turns are fun.


    IC: Twilightpaw was shAKEN AWAKE BY THUNDER.


    OOC: Stupid caps lock!

    occ: lol. I stink at 3 turns. And if your doing waltz jumps, you're really higher than me.


    Blossompetal could not sleep from that point. Her stomach rumbled.

    OOC: Hey, I never said i could land them. But I kinda can, but last time I tried I fell on my butt xD


    IC: Twilightpaw was hungry. She found the mouse she had caught earlier.