Hawkpaw sighed. Why did I blame it all on Ravenpaw? It wasn't his fault. And now Hazelpaw hates me. Heartbroken, Hawkpaw left the camp, planning to hunt until he was exhausted. He arrived in a nice, thick area, and sniffed for freshkill. Mouse! He went into the hunter's crouch he had learnt from Chrashingwave not too long ago, and started stalking the mouse. He took a mighty leap, and missed the mouse. "Mouse dung!" he cried, disapointed.
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Hawkpaw sat in the grass, sniffing again. He sniffed a strange scent, one he had never smelled before. He decided to go investigate it. After a while, he found the source of the strange smell. It was a large, rippling river, filled with fish. There were so many, Hawkpaw decided to try and catch one. He unsheathed his claws, and waited. WHen one of the fish swam close enough to the bank, Hawkpaw lashed out at it. He snaged it with his claws and gave it a quick bite to the neck to kill it. He sat there, with the limp fish next to him, beaming with pride. He carried it back to camp.
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*Umm.. Appleheart might be falling in love with Snaketail, and Hawkpaw likes Hazelpaw, and Ravenpaw hates Hawkpaw, and Hazelpaw might be mad at Hawkpaw. And Ravenpaw might like Hazelpaw and viceversa. That's all I think I now.*
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Hawkpaw sat in the grass, sniffing again. He sniffed a strange scent, one he had never smelled before. He decided to go investigate it. After a while, he found the source of the strange smell. It was a large, rippling river, filled with fish. There were so many, Hawkpaw decided to try and catch one. He unsheathed his claws, and waited. WHen one of the fish swam close enough to the bank, Hawkpaw lashed out at it. He snaged it with his claws and gave it a quick bite to the neck to kill it. He sat there, with the limp fish next to him, beaming with pride. He carried it back to camp.
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*Hi! Or should I say, bonjour? what were you studying in french?*
Hawkpaw padded into the camp proudly, and dramaticly set the fish at the top of the freshkill pile. He looked around the camp, to see if anyone had seen his awesome catch.
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Honeydew stopped at Cedarstar's den. "Cedarstar? Are you there? We're ready!"
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*Bravo! What kind of words? des determinants, verbes, noms, pronoms?*
"Thanks!" meowed Hawkpaw, proud. "Do you think I could take it to Hazelpaw?" -
"Okay!" he smiled. "Maybe I could take it to Ravenpaw?"
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Honeydew sniffed them and made a face. "These smell... interesting..." She ate them all quickly, and gagged. "Yuck!" Then she turned to Stride. "Eat up! They're really gross!"
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"That's a great idea! Thanks!" He glanced at Appleheart and then back at Snakestripe. Then he smirked. Then he headed over to the freshkill pile, droppedthe fish down, and took a nice plump squirrel from the pile. He wandered over to Amberpaw (?) to eat it.
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Hawkpaw munched on the squirell while mulling things over. He considered a bunch of things. Then he decided that he would apologize to Ravenpaw, completely sincerely, and maybe even admit to Hazelpaw about how he felt. He debated wether or not he should go now or wait for a while.
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*Cool! Thanks! xD*
Hawkpaw yawned, and stretched as he stepped into the blinding sun. His belly was rumbling, so he headed over to the freshkill pile to grab something to eat.
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*I think we could maybe go for another day or so before. What do you think, Night?*
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*Is everyone okay if we skip to Hawkpaw and Hazelpaw's warrior ceremony? But what happens between them? Are they friends? More than friends? Less than friends? And what about Hawkpaw and Ravenpaw?*
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*Alright, I'm gonna turn in for the night. I'm really really sorry! But we WILL start the mission tomorrow!*
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*We probably need most people's approval.*
*Alright, peoplz, I'm gonna turn in for tonight! We can have Hawkpaw, Hazelpaw and Ravenpaw's warrior/meddy cat ceremony tomorrow? Please don't do it without me!*
Hawkpaw went on a super-long hunting trip by himself.
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*Sorry I was away for a while, I got to sleep in late because we have a snow day!!! :D*
Hawkpaw came back from his hunting trip, with a mouse, squirrel and a vole. He dropped them onto the freshkill pile. He glanced around for Ravenpaw. When he didn't see him, he dcided to go visit the medicine den, to visit him and Hazelpaw. So he walked over to there. He stopped at the entrance. "Hello?" he asked cautiously.
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Name: Whitestorm
Gender: Tom
Age: 29 moons
Rank: Deputy (?) if not, senior warrior
Looks: A small, pure white persian cat with one brown and one gray eye. A large, bushy tail and short, stubby paws.
Crush: None yet.
Mate: None yet.
Kits: None yet.
History (optional)
other: (optional)
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Name: Honeypaw
Gender: She-cat
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Looks: A light orange (honey colored) tabby she-cat with a white mussel, paws and long tail. Sort of amber-green eyes.
Crush: None yet.
Mate: None yet.
Kits: None yet.
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Name: Sootpaw
Moons: 8 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: A small, dark gray tom with stripes of black along his back and sides. Amber eyes.
Personality: A very cheerful tom, who always looks on the bright side of things. Likes to joke a lot. Can occasionaly sleep in or be caught taking naps. Very forgetful.
Crush: Gingerpaw?
Mate: None
Gender: Tom
Kin(s): Don't really know...
How often are you online: Well, after school a lot, and a lot on the weekends.
Other: