Average day at the Junkyard

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    Storm shook his head. "I don't know. But I'm getting hungry and I see Twoleg food over there..." he pointed with his tail. While the dogs weren't looking he dashed out and grabbed the bag.

    "Storm!" Cynder said, her fur bristling. To make sure no one noticed Storm, she thee a rock in the opposite direction, the dogs heard and went over to where she threw the rock. Cynder signaled for Storm to come back.

    Storm ran back in so fast he almost bumped into Jasper. "Sorry ferret." He said as he dropped the bag. "Did I scare you? I couldn't help myself what if we're in here for the rest of the day?" Storm threw some food at Jasper and Cynder. "You can thank me later." he started gobbling at the strange tasting rubbish.

    Cynder stared at the red box of twoleg goof (Mc Donalds) and shrugged "Allright then" She looked at her feet and picked up what seemed to be a chunk of chicken (Mc nuggets) and ate it. She found it quite delicious, and continued eating the rest that Storm left at her feet.

    Storm nodded and continued eating. "We should save the rest for later." Storm pushed the food over to the corner of the dugout den. He then laid onto his back and rolled back and forth.

    OOC: Can we skip ahead of time, like an hour or two, to when the guard dogs and Twolegs leave. So we can continue training?

    "I told you to strike first, remember?" Cynder snorted "Now remember what I told you about how a Riverclan warrior fights!" she said taking a defensive stance"

    Storm drooped his ears a little bit. Apparently he can't remember things well. "Sorry...I tend to forget things easily." He looked down trying to think of what to say. "If there was a fight anyway, you'd win! Plus you can't die so that's good too." he mewed. "L-lets try a different Clan."

    "Allright" Cynder mewed "Shadowclan, most famous for their fierce reputation. They go straight into battle by instinct. They attack, and dissapear into their surroundings until it's the right time to strike again. After a series of small attacks, they will go in for the final blow". Cynder crouched low, then she sprang up and leaped over Storm, knocking him lighty on the holder with one paw. She then dived back into the shadows, her black fur making her practically disappear.

    Storm shook his head when he got up. He swiveled his ears around and listened closely for Cynder. Now knowing she was behind him, Storm jumped around and sprinted towards Cynder.

    Cynder noticed Storm found her, acting quickly she leaped forward, jumping on his head and elegantly landing on the ground behind him. Jasper had been watching this whole time, and apparently thought he was bored. "Boooooooo!" he squeeled.


    Cynder gave him an angry look "The fun part will come soon Jasper. Later, you can be the training dummy" she said with a grin.


    "I'll shut up now" he said quietly, shrinking backwards slightly.

    Storm fell flat on the ground, stunned at what just happened. "I probably should've jumped huh..." he mewed as he got up and walked towards her and Jasper.